Tan Lines: another early effort at art nudes, summer 1989.

even without alcohol it’s still fun

Reviewer Rob

I started out my photography as a serious drinker. It would fuel creativity. Still does, to some extent, but I’m a one-drink-per-night photographer now when I am in the bars. This is mostly for the sake of health but it’s also due to how the drinking and driving laws have evolved over the last 25 or 30 years. Back in the 1980’s police let people have their fun and didn’t lie in wait outside of the bar district so much like they do now.

Below, the top photo is of a girl I met while out drinking and shooting club photos in a San Diego Pacific Beach danceclub for publication in Revolt In Style Magazine in about the summer of 1989. I remember I was pretty drunk when I asked for her phone number and she laughed about that when she wrote it down and handed it to me. She had an east coast accent and her perfect skin with her tan lines looked hot.

The bottom pic is a cellphone shot I took through the chain link fence last month of what the bar looked like when I walked past it recently. Being torn down, probably to make room for million dollar condos or a mall.

Things change but shooting nudes with real girls who aren’t models is still fun.

Summer tan lines: an early effort at shooting art nudes, courtesy of Pacific Beach nightlife and plenty of gin and tonics.
An early effort at shooting art nudes, courtesy of Pacific Beach nightlife and plenty of gin and tonics.
One block up from Mission Blvd., on the left, next to the Christmas tree lot
One block up from Mission Blvd., on the left, next to the Christmas tree lot