While I was cruising through the internet tonight, I found an article on Netscape news titled "1,500 Venezuelans Pose Nude in Public". They were posing for an American photographer Spencer Tunick who is going around the world taking pictures of large groups of people willing to pose nude in public.
I looked at a few of his pictures. I couldn't help but notice that they were revealing. Mostly they revealed how strange people are and what they'll endure to get their picture taken.
There was a snapshot of a large bunch of buck naked people lying on an uncarpeted floor with their legs up in the air. Do you know how uncomfortable that must have been? I'm sure those people weren't as uncomfortable as the ones I saw arranged helter skelter on a roughly paved road. An aversion to public nudity has little to do with me refusing to lie down on tarmac without a thick layer of cloth between me and road burns in unmentionable places.
It was reported that 2,000 Canadians showed up to pose in the nude OUTSIDE. I'm not sure what ethnic group they were because in their picture they all appeared BLUE.
I have to admit that I just don't get it. The appeal of mass public nudity escapes me. Why would one pose cheek to cheek like that with a thousand strangers?
and where the heck did they put their keys?
2 comments:
ARe you sure it wasn't a dirty mag. I have some ideas as to where they put their keys.
Well, keep your ideas to yourself, please.
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