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July 17, 2005

LIKE TAKING COALS TO NEWCASTLE

Or making art in Newcastle.

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"They had to dodge chips and kebab remnants...."

Not the sort of thing I want to be dodging when my, um, remnant is exposed.

Volunteers from around the world - including Australia, Belgium and Peru - signed up, among them a vicar.

The Dirty Vicar from Monty Python has found a new gig.

Fans who follow him (Tunick) around the world?

... um ... not enuf to do? Or, too much money?

(My grandfather was born in Newcastle, but they left about 1882, to go back to Ireland where they had lived before ... no point here, just ramblin' ...)

Jeez, how does this work for this ugly Brit...yet when I try to get people to take off their clothes for me to consequently shoot pictures and video, they threaten bodily harm?!??!

It just isn't fair...

If you want to see a bunch of nekkid people, go to a Russian banya. You can see all the nekkidity you want.

What amazes me is that these people are following this guy around. What are they, groupies?

Art groupies?

"Art groupies" WBAGNFARB.

As some of you may recall, I enjoy going to nude beaches. Here in south Florida, Haulover Beach fills the bill. Elsewhere, Orient Beach on Saint Martin is even better.

Thing is that I *have* seen the inside of a gym within the past decade and am height/weight proportionate. Many of the very people who can't wait to take off their clothes (for this photographer or themselves) just should not.

It's just wrong.

Trystan, I think I have mentioned here before my experiences at Orient Beach. My crew would eat lunch at the cafe there every day. It was a good view until, without fail, some 70 year old guy would plop himself down on the beach in front of us, groinal area pointing at our table. (Not the same 70 year old every day, mind you.) Entertaining and unappetizing at the same time!

And then, there is Hedonism III in Jamaica....

The irony is that this guy's last name is a garment...ok, not so much an irony as a painfully uninteresting factoid. But then, too, his *first* name is the first half of the name of a British retail establishment where they *sell* clothing (among other things.) Coincidence? I think not.

I'd like to juxtapose nakedness and haiku:

Art, Culture, People;
Some seventeen hundred strong:
Public Nudity!

"There is a sensual element to it, but it's not a sexual experience,"

Considering it was chilly at 4:oo in the morn I'd say this goes without saying

Finally, they recognize my brilliance!

ROFL, Fed!

Also liked the dirty vicar comment, Sly. :)

You bet there's nothing sexual about 1700 nude people. At least one is bound to turn you off from sex for good. At least one more is likely to turn you off from aesthestic enjoyment for good; I hope not the same one. The freedom to do the meaningless and trivial does not make it any less meaningless and trivial. I'm so glad I wasn't there.

Eye test

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