So rather reluctantly I got naked, bent over, and got six gentle taps on my bum with the cane.

“Stay there, smile!” MA instructed.
“Very funny indeed, have the marks come out OK.” I asked.
“No they don’t show up, I think I need to thrash you with the Lexan Cane just to make sure!”
“NO!”
“Just kidding the picture looks fine let’s get it on the laptop to make sure.”

A bit of tweaking and cropping in Photoshop and we were all set to finish the HNT post that we started three days before.
You can see it HERE and remember to click the picture for the ALTERNATIVE view.

A rather belated HAPPY HNT!

The idea was to take the two photographs on Wednesday evening, but I got delayed at work so I did not get around to MA’s place until late so we never got around to taking the pictures.

The following morning we were getting ready for work when we remembered the HNT. I was still in my PJs and MA was dressed and getting her packed lunch ready. I was all for postponing for a week but MA was really keen to do it.

“You’re still naked so you can be the subject!” she was really excited.
“But the whole idea is for you to be in the picture so your boobs are shown in the mirror.” I explained.
“Boobs or Moobs it’s all the same, get naked and let’s do it!” She handed me the cane.

We had taken the first picture. She had swished my bum half a dozen times with the cane and we were just about to compose the second picture when the doorbell rang.

I was naked and sporting a semi so MA answered the door. It was a parcel for the neighbour. Impeccable timing FedEx! She signed for the parcel, grabbed the neighbour’s spare key and took the parcel around and put it in his hall.

By the time she got back it was late so she had to run to catch her train.

We had not taken the second picture! I played around with the self timer on the camera but to no avail, I could not get the composition correct and I too had run out of time.

So we only got to do half of our intended HNT.
All being well we can finish the job at the weekend!

Happy HNT

Click for “naughty’ view!

Click the picture for the ‘alternative’ view.

Modern folk don’t know they are born! /grumpyoldman.

It’s simple to take pictures if there are two people, one to pose: “I’m ready for my close up now.” and one to shoot: “Smile, say cheese.”

But what if there ARE two of you but you both want to be in the shot? Self timer to the rescue? NAH!
I have a much better solution.
In fact I have three:

1) On my elderly Olympus DSLR there is a stop frame facility, it will take a picture repeatedly at a set interval. The shortest interval is 60 seconds, which is quite a long time if you are just posing, but a short time if you are playing or having sex.

2) I also have a remote control for the Olympus, this works quite well but I have just discovered an even better version.

2a) Apple iPod Touch, A Macbook and a wireless network. There is a application on the Mac called Photobooth, it takes pictures using the built in camera, but it also recognises external (read ‘better quality’) cameras. On the iPod Touch there is an app called DoIt. (Hehe good name.) The DoIt app can control the Photobooth shutter over a wireless network, you don’t even need to have a wireless network as the MacBook can create it’s own local network, so you could do this in the middle of a field on the edge of nowhere. Photobooth has a 3 second delay before it goes click, time enough for the photographer/poseur to hide the iPod.

3) Use a mirror. I think it is quite acceptable for the camera to be in the shot when photographing in a mirror. I was experimenting with this a few days back and it was working quite well. My main problem is the lack of a large mirror. If you take a look at the Picture Of The Day on ishotmyself.com very often the photos are taken in a mirror. (Sod’s law will dictate that the day the reader of this blog looks it will be a mirrorless shot, but never mind.)

So there you have it, the JMRPT guide to self pervy expression with a camera.

So turning up in the formal gardens with a DSLR, tripod, props, clothes and sundry other kit was asking a bit much.

TW and I chose early morning, about 8AM. The light is just right and there is usually no one around. (I discovered that TW’s photographic skills are next to zero, so it was set up the shot then get her to push the button. It worked out quite well really.)

We were just packing up and thinking of getting breakfast when John the nosey camp member turned up. He did not totally buy the cover story of botanical photographs.
“The irises are lovely at the moment!”
John wandered off muttering about ‘no photography’ so now it looks like the whole club knows that Fred in the RV wears girls’ knickers and takes illegal photographs.

Look at all the trouble we go to and the risks we take to get a few HNT pictures for your voyeuristic pleasure.

We do get a bit of a thrill out of it too!