Ok, this is a little embarrassing, but yet I know... I can't be the only one a little turned off, and a little turned on by Michael Avenatti. The lawyer and race car driver (yes race car driver!) has been all over the news the last few weeks, meeting the master of media manipulation with his own game. Yes he's a little over the top and yes he's doing more than just claiming his fifteen minutes, but Avenatti and his client Stormy Daniels have Trump firmly by the tail. Watching him be such a skillful annoyance to the catastrophe in chief brings brief moments of joy in between the shit storm that is the current occupant of The White House.
Avenatti with Anderson Cooper on 60 Minutes (2014)
As an photographer, Richard Rothstein uses his camera to tell stores. Some are real, some are imagined, but all intensely erotic and rooted in Richard's creative artistry and the visual stimuli that stimulate and motivate his storytelling. Of the many chapters of Richard's I have dove into, some of my favorites are the narratives of Nick.
Since first opening the first page last summer, I have been devouring Richard's stories of Nick. Those first couple of chapters (Nick's Riverside Run | Swing Along the Hudson) were set in the Summer, with Nick swinging, jumping and running outside in New York. The site of Nick working his muscles under the hot August sun created a tantalizing first chapter and an stimulating page turner.
In the next chapter, Richard introduced another character to the story, the mysterious John who joined Nick in a shirtless, and sometimes naked, subway excursion. (Edge of the Platform) The next two volumes of Nick were holiday editions, (HERE: & HERE:) with Nick once again solo, well except for his chestnuts and mistletoe.
As the first year of Richard's Nick novella comes to a conclusion, he certainly cranks up the heat in the stories climatic final chapters. There's something so appealing and mysterious about Nick behind those beautiful eyes and his sensual stare. In addition to Nick's incredible body there's something so intensely hypnotic about the sexual confidence he exudes.
Richard captures each of the quiet but powerful moments, whether Nick is just sitting on a chair, or lying on the hardwood floor. These tiny, split seconds of energy are at the core of Nick's allure and the stories Richard visually unravels.