Different artistic visions

It is interesting to see different artistic choices.  Above is my original photo, below the photo after adjustments to publish on Dylan Rosser's themaleform.net   He wanted the photos to "pop" more.  They certainly do.  They become darker and grainier and give a completely different atmosphere: perhaps more raunchy.  The original is perhaps more inviting.

SMOKING

Everyone should be as lucky as me.

Jordan

Jordan

BeatifulMag posts my Jordan series.

Here is the link:  http://www.beautifulmag.com/beautiful/2012/09/jordan.html

Francis in my shower

Francis in my shower

Chiaroscuro: life and still-life

In the bath.

Dominic

DJ

Another captive in my basement.

Beautiful Sunset

Jorge Briceno

Jorge Briceno: Cowboy on my stairs.

Red Rose

Jorge Triptych

Pencil sketch: Swimmer's shoulders

Red White and Blue

Crazy German tourists at Iguazu Falls.

Athlete: oil on canvas

Home Alone

The model didn't show up and the photographer is let down.  The photographer has always been the eye.  There is no beauty in the absence of the observer.  The exhibitionist depends on the voyeur for the erotic charge.  So who has the power?  The model's direct and challenging gaze, the nape of his neck, the freshly-licked pouting lips, the hardening nipples, tensed abs, taut thighs, and the dick that swells not touched, simply responding to being admired and desired. This energy burns through the camera lens to the photographer's eye, and defines his "I": the admirer, the desirer.

But could the photographer be the object of desire?  Could he dare to show?  Could he find excitement and lust letting a thousand eyes caress his skin, travelling to the most secret places?  Did he have the confidence to say "this is me, all I can offer, for you to admire and desire?"  His equipment is ready.  His photos answer the questions.