New Releases

Unless their faces are in shot, it’s actually quite difficult to tell which lady is which in this duo – their bodies are so very similar, it’s as though they were twins, separated at birth, only to be re-united by their passion for Shooting Themselves. See if you can play which-is-which!

Unless their faces are in shot, it’s actually quite difficult to tell which lady is which in this duo – their bodies are so very similar, it’s as though they were twins, separated at birth, only to be re-united by their passion for Shooting Themselves. See if you can play which-is-which!

Anyone who kicks her government job out the door and strips down in stills is a lady after our own heart. Fenella has a great outlook on life and we love that glowing fire that radiates from her – it’s probably continually fed by all that bikram yoga, brave heart.

Sometimes a provocative theme just writes itself into your images. Secretflower invokes the sort of femininity that dangles in front of your eyes, hangs into frame, and shifts shape, even in her simplistic approach.

Wow. Juniper’s reload is even better than her debut, and reveals another side of her that I had no idea existed. It is as though her body and her expression take on the same qualities of the themes she creates. She is as much a character as she is her self – or perhaps those two elements are really one.

Cassie is as cute as a button and has one of the greatest bums we’ve ever seen. She takes it easy for the first segment of her debut, but it doesn’t take her long to come out of her shell and head out into the world to finish her work in a few more racy places.

Our one and only Mongolian contributor was absolutely bursting with photos to share, and who are we to demand her the right? She’s made a much greater use of, ahem, props in this folio, and we’re glad she decided to close with a bath – we would have done the same.

These could be stills from a road movie, with Scarlett_b as the pistol-totin’, cigarette-smokin’, badass starlette, who’s hit the road to deliver justice to those lowlife roustabouts who made such trouble in her town all those years ago. Life on the road is gritty and stark and sunbaked, and not too many ladies are hardy enough, but Scarlett_b’s on a mission…ah, yes, sorry, my film-preview narrative voice gets outta hand sometimes.

The human body as an art object is perhaps most evident when it is in motion. Slow motion. Elayne is a moving artwork in this stunning, sun-kissed clip that has us overbearingly nostalgic for long afternoons spent trying to outdo our own tricks.

Sometimes it’s best not to know what goes on in the darker corners of the nightclub, so as to preserve our modesty (and the reputation of the establishment). But with that flashbulb popping, Nixon probably had a pretty hard time keeping it all a secret. She’s not one to shy away from attention, though, so we doubt she would have cared.

There’s never anything to wear to the party, really, but we’re always trying to pull something together, and why? To protect our perceived ‘decency’? Senni’s had enough of all this posturing, and she chooses to just wash, dry (everything!), and go. And more power to her.

Bright sun, luminous colours, and flowers as big as your head make this a very sensory folio, and it’s not much effort to imagine oneself in such a lush environment. This is a beautiful example of the way that an image can transport you away from your own immediate experience.

Imagine being the lucky wife to receive this package in the mail! After all of the tumble and mishandling of careless postal workers, Sammie_d has made it home safely, and she’s quite the fleshly delight to unwrap.

We hope that Griet will be adding ISM to the list of things she’s proud to have done in her later years. It’s quite an achievement to be perpetually trying new things, and we get the feeling that there’s a whole lot more in store for Griet in the years to come.

We have to wonder what was on Shara_C’s playlist on that fateful day when she Shot Herself. Would it have been different with something a little more downtempo? If it had been a bit of glamrock instead, would we have caught her singing enthusiastically into her hairbrush? Maybe, though, she was just on shuffle, enjoying the background noise while she worked on her foreground.