New Releases

'Vexillology' is the study of flags. 'Topcat' is the study of Christine in, and out of, her Australian flag bikini. If ISM had a monthly gorgeous prize I'd be nominating Christine, but let my predilections not eclipse a very well executed folio of pictures. She's keen to do this again, what say, should we invite her for a Reload?

You've seen the movie, now here are the stills from Popple's second shoot.

An early contender for the June Art Prize I would say.

Allesandra says that every self respecting girl wants to be in the spotlight for just a little while. For her 15 minutes she explores herself artistically and literally and obviously had a great time doing so. But who doesn't? ISM is addictive and contagious.

It's interesting what some people consider kinky. Is ISM kinky? I guess that depends where you put it.

So Shannon has been redecorating in here, what do y'all think? The little balls in the forum have completely turned my life around.

Any girl who starts their Artist Statement "Hi, I'm Randy" is probably not about to introduce a collection of "fine art". Randy has a glowing sexual confidence demonstrated through her series of arresting closeups, but this folio also contains some very beautiful gentle nudes of a healthy, confident woman. Not a folio for the prudish.

Fruit_bat gave us 'grace' back in October 2003. Fruit_bat can be demure, or powerful; she can be modest, or slutty; she can be inquisitive, or forgetful. But she's always cute.

Apart from that we can't tell you very much about this artist except that she's German and isn't very good at paperwork. Some gorgeous shots into the mirror in this set.

Have you upgraded to Extra yet? Now updating at least 5 times a week!

You know the competition is stiff when sets like this are called Overloads.

KBS thinks she's fat. Please post your opinions about this on her Comments log.

Yes kevin, there is a Cave Clan, and here is their queen. Naked! Mary_Jane admitted she wasn't the only one in the tunnel that day, after all, who in their right minds would explore the bowells of the city, naked? She declined to name her accomplice for fear of starting a feud amongst the Cavesters. Regular Helen of Troy.

"It was mid morning when I set out on my trek. My dog and yoga mat in tow, I traversed hills, fought through long grasses and passed a rancid creek before finding the perfect private nook. The trees whispered my name as I began to let go and release myself into the shoot. That's when a man and his dog arrived. Apologies and shy giggles were uttered from both sides as our dogs obliviously rejoiced in each others company. Slightly shaken but more so empowered I continued my experiment, stretching my body into awkward yogic positions, creating space, and breaking free of the confines of what I usually share on camera. I wanted the shoot to be in nature to show a connection between the most natural part of me and the barely touched wilds. I didn't think of the mosquitoes. They came in hoards: slowly at first, biting me and drawing blood from places I daresay they've ever had access to before. My photos progressed from clear skin to red and lumpy within moments. I could sense their plan for a final kill, so gathering myself I once more followed the track back; leaving my dream place, my safe space, an oasis among the trees."

"It was mid morning when I set out on my trek. My dog and yoga mat in tow, I traversed hills, fought through long grasses and passed a rancid creek before finding the perfect private nook. The trees whispered my name as I began to let go and release myself into the shoot. That's when a man and his dog arrived. Apologies and shy giggles were uttered from both sides as our dogs obliviously rejoiced in each others company. Slightly shaken but more so empowered I continued my experiment, stretching my body into awkward yogic positions, creating space, and breaking free of the confines of what I usually share on camera. I wanted the shoot to be in nature to show a connection between the most natural part of me and the barely touched wilds. I didn't think of the mosquitoes. They came in hoards: slowly at first, biting me and drawing blood from places I daresay they've ever had access to before. My photos progressed from clear skin to red and lumpy within moments. I could sense their plan for a final kill, so gathering myself I once more followed the track back; leaving my dream place, my safe space, an oasis among the trees."

As if a pair of young Canadian travellers need an excuse to get naked and have fun, these two share a bath with no water. Probably just as well.

As if a pair of young Canadian travellers need an excuse to get naked and have fun, these two share a bath with no water. Probably just as well.

A great folio from a gorgeous girl. "Schmoo", which as you might guess is not her real name, is a local girl down here and paid us a visit to borrow one of our cameras. We found her very shy, even timid, in a cute and humble way. For contrast, have a look at her contribution to www.beautifulagony.com.