In my (many) previous viewings of Mean Girls, it was all about Aaron. Jonathan Bennett is such so adorable and the high school hottie to pretend not to math for. In my most recent viewing however, it was mathlete Kevin Gnapoor who grabbed my attention.
Kevin's scenes were always a stand out, but this time, I was also tuned into actor Rajiv Surendra's sexual appeal. It was always there, just took me a few (ok...more than a few) viewings, to truly appreciate it.
The Canadian actor seems to be concentrating more on his art these days, focusing on chalkboard art and calligraphy, making good use of the money and time he spent at the Wexford School for the arts. Rajiv must clearly still be rapping as he obviously is doing more than calligraphy to maintain his smokin body. I didn't expect to find such drool worthy images of Keven and his rock hard chest and abs!
'Yo Yo Yo! All you sucka MCs ain't got nothin' on me! From my grades, to my lines you can't touch Kevin G! I'm a mathlete, so nerd is inferred, but forget what you heard I'm like James Bond the third, sh-sh-sh-shaken not stirred - I'm Kevin Gnapoor! The G's silent when I sneak through your door. And make love to your woman on the bathroom floor. I don't play it like Shaggy, you'll know it was me. Cause the next time you see her she'll be like, OOH! KEVIN G!'
When you're away, and spending the night at friend's homes, sometimes you have to go with the flow... I did not expect to be laying on a bed , reading and hear this sentence coming from the living room,...'Hey Tye, get in here! Anaconda's on!'
I had never watched 1997's Anaconda, I had no desire to watch 1997's Anaconda, and sort felt I might head to my grave without ever having seen 1997's Anaconda. That being said, although I can't exactly say the film was good, I can say after a couple of glasses of my hosts home made red wine, Anaconda was an enjoyable way to spend the evening.
To be honest, we really didn't watch the film, it was more on in the background as five of us talked insistently and eat nachos and drank the wine. I will say we all got silent whenever actor Vincent Castellanos trusted on deck shirtless, and of course when poor Vincent was squeezed and then swallowed by river's resident serpent. I can't exactly recommend the flick, unless of course, you're surrounded by friends, and an endless supply of home made red wine.
Have you ever wanted to be seen, but not known? It is an interesting dilemma, many of us have felt from time to time. Most of us want our hard work seen, we crave appreciation and respect for what we'e put in. This doesn't mean however, that everyone requires the spotlight. For some, the light is too intense, too bright, too much. For an infinite number reasons, many wish to stay in the wings, acknowledged, respected, but protected.
Although most (sadly not all...) have felt this way from time to time, I think it is often experienced by artists, actors and models. Each of these professions requires giving. The sharing of self and a vulnerability of emotion through the work they produce.
I think in some ways FH is a representation of this for me. Over the years I have shared almost every aspect of my life, my struggles, my battles and my success. I have not this however, but writing directly about them. I have chosen, to weave them within my commentaries of art. I have controlled their release, managed how much, and how often I lay out and expose.
Many male models physically reveal everything. We see every inch of their body, their skin, their penis, their scars, tattoos and veins. We judge size, and muscle mass, body and facial hair. Although we everything, we really don't know anything. We think we do, sometimes the eyes give hints to the soul, other times, with a skilled model, they only show what the man behind them wants us to see.
The first image of Damian that I saw, physically...exposed everything. His incredibly structured face, his intensely beautiful 'stare right through/to you blue eyes, led me to assume things that I had no idea whether or not are true. I did get to know Damian a little bit more through our communication, but what I learned is not shared in this post. 'I'm a model, a largely naked, often sexualized one.' But... that's when the camera's on him. When the shoot's over, and his clothes are back on.... Damian slips into the wings, backstage, letting his created visuals remain in view. Until the next performance, see more of Damian's reveal on his Instagram HERE: