There isn't much that makes me uncomfortable.
In terms of people, I usually tell anyone who gets to know my well enough that the only way to offend me is to try to do it - on purpose. You could (theoretically) grab my boob and as long as I know you don't mean any harm I won't put my foot through your crotch. I'll tell you - nicely - that I don't like it and then if you do again I'll punch you in the throat. But the first time is a freebie. (I invite you to test this - not because I want my boobs grabbed but because one day I'd really like to punch someone in the throat.)
Adam Savage (of Mythbusters fame) has often talked about "mythbuster moments" where he stops (generally after they've strapped large quantities of explosives to a baliistics gel cow but before it's been ignited) and thinks "...we're in an abandoned quarry about to blow up a ballistics gel cow..." The abnormality that blowing up a ballistics gel cow is - to them - not abnormal suddenly becomes apparent and undeniable. For a split second, Adam Savage sees what the rest of the Discovery Channel whores like myself see during every episode: "This is weird."
This is exactly how I feel doing a nude shoot, especially when I'm carrying on a conversation with the photographer as if we'd run into each other in the lawn care aisle of Walmart. Inevitably I step outside myself and think "...I'm sitting here, totally naked, in front of a camera and I just asked about whether his dog's neutering went alright" followed by, "...This is weird." For a shoot that I did a month ago, I brought along another photog friend who I'd worked with as my escort and the artist brought his fiance. My friend and his fiance chatted obliviously twenty-five feet away while he asked me to arch my back more.
The weirdest part about it is that it's not weird. I'm very careful about who I work with and won't even consider it if the comfort level isn't 110% going into it. But I'm not the norm and most people find nudity intensely discomfitting, whether it's their own or someone else's. So when I find myself in a situation where it's not the subject that's danced around and, in fact, is hardly even noticeable, I have to take a step back and remember that it's a very different environment in front of the camera than it is in "real life". Not everyone sees it as I do; not everyone should.
I'm probably the most offensive person I know
I'm the naked one in the room
I tend to get photoshoots in clusters rather than spaced out and after two weeks of not being in front of a camera, I had two extremely long sessions and one two-hour shoot with Scott, who I have standing photo date with every other Sunday evening.
The owners of Tye Studios were in town from Florida and so I spent eight and a half hours on Thursday with Andre and Donna, along with a colleague of their's, Ray, shooting at Arizona Falls and Goldfield Ghost Town. For being a concierge by day, I'm really ashamed that I'd never been to - or even heard of - either location. AZ Falls is a natural waterfall-cum-hydroelectric plant that the city of Phoenix has turned into a very unique "park" designed by Lajos Heder and Mags Harries. Goldfield contains the remnants of an old mining town that sits smack-dab between the Goldfield and Superstition mountains with some of the original (and some not-so-original) landmarks from the 1890's.
Saturday I got up at the ass-crack of before-dawn and met Johnny from Alchemy Photos at the Mesa Arts Center for a project he's working on currently. He agreed to a half-and-half shoot where we spent the first chunk shooting his idea (based around shoe obsession) and the last chunk shooting some things I've been wanting (bright colors with a punk theme) and we shot until the last possible moment at 10:30a.
My last shoot with Scott didn't produce a whole lot of quality work, partly due to the fact that he forgot the premise behind the setting he'd suggested resulting in some less-than stellar shots. We also have a tendency to improvise more and structure less, meaning we both go into the meetings without concrete plans so that we can just go with the general feeling. The previous three shoots went great working under that premise; the fourth, not so much. So this time we sketched out some basic boundaries this past week and that seemed to help greatly. Re-shot the one we muddled last time, did some contrast work on a tile floor and then some experimental slow-shutter pieces outside in the dark. All required a bit more set-up than normal so we spent less time actually shooting and I did my first outdoors winter shoot naked. I'm sure the world of art will be forever changed by my erect nipples. 
Ray shoots while I make sweet, sweet love to the chain link.
Sexy picture or sexiest picture?
Beautiful shot of the Superstition and/or Goldfield Mountains.
"Could you move? You're blocking the view."
