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My images tend to create themselves. What I mean is that I often do not set out to create a specific image at a shoot. I have a rough direction I proceed with. For example, I paid Rosaline here to model for me for a day based on a Victorian style shoot. She had some great clothes and I put a small set of dressing table and bed together in the corner of my studio. My intention was to use a camera to capture some 3D images in a very gentle soft-porn look of Victoriana. What came out though as we worked together, was a kind of series of images of a Victorian beauty, sexually repressed by the era she lives in, practicing solo sex (suggested only), and using a form of self-hurting to highlight her sexual tension and satisfaction. We are driven people: driven by ambition, desire, and need. Each of us has inside a selfish, unforgiving, subconscious desiring its own breadth of urges and chemical balances to be kept in harmony. It comes as no surprise to me that if you do not provide a healthy and liberal environment for people to live in, then perversion and aberration creeps into their lives. Twenty-first century living seems to offer a high degree of freedom and liberty for the people of western countries, but this is mostly an illusion. Ordinary people are conditioned and controlled by advertising, companies, banks, the media, and the law. More laws are constantly made to hold society in check as it wrestles to escape the all-encompassing clutch of the world%u2019s 10% richest. Communism has failed to offer an alternate form of society and capitalism works only to provide a limited freedom. Each Friday night in our cities, thousands of young people go out on the streets drunk beyond their reason. Beautiful young men and women see their highest pleasure in retching on the streets, screwing each other in drunken and unremembered bouts of animal lust, and the law can do little to prevent this seeming animalism from occurring. The cause is easy to see. The people sense they are caught in a trap, ensnared by the invisible control of the ruthlessly greedy. This is their only escape! mol 191