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At 6'4" and full of muscle I would have thought he was from the Land Down Under. But Tom was a Swede with flawless English and an unmistakable accent. He walked into my studio in Hollywood one day and told me he'd heard I did good pictures of guys. Gulp. At just six feet I was looking up and so distracted by his mane of thick blonde hair that I forgot to answer. I was used to beautiful people coming my way but Tom was different; he wasn't so much beautiful as he was powerful and manly and completely self-assured. I invited him to have a seat and we talked. I asked him if he was a competitive bodybuilder and he laughed and said he had no part of that. And went on to explain that he had to be careful about working out too much or he quickly got too big and couldn't fit into his clothes. Offhand I thought of a few guys who'd hate him for that.

Our first and only shoot was on the beach in Malibu at Point Dume where he wandered into the surf that day as if the big waves forming behind him and crashing against him were of no consequence. We had planned on doing nudes but ended up being in full view of the homes up on the cliff so his clothes stayed on. Both of us were happy with the pictures that were shot on 35mm Ektachrome - we peered at them through a loop on the light table and eventually some of them got printed and made their way into my portfolio. Tom disappeared and I never heard from him again - an Adonis who walked out of my professional life as mysteriously as he'd walked into it.

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At 6'4" and full of muscle I would have thought he was from the Land Down Under. But Tom was a Swede with flawless English and an unmistakable accent. He walked into my studio in Hollywood one day and told me he'd heard I did good pictures of guys. Gulp. At just six feet I was looking up and so distracted by his mane of thick blonde hair that I forgot to answer. I was used to beautiful people coming my way but Tom was different; he wasn't so much beautiful as he was powerful and manly and completely self-assured. I invited him to have a seat and we talked. I asked him if he was a competitive bodybuilder and he laughed and said he had no part of that. And went on to explain that he had to be careful about working out too much or he quickly got too big and couldn't fit into his clothes. Offhand I thought of a few guys who'd hate him for that.

Our first and only shoot was on the beach in Malibu at Point Dume where he wandered into the surf that day as if the big waves forming behind him and crashing against him were of no consequence. We had planned on doing nudes but ended up being in full view of the homes up on the cliff so his clothes stayed on. Both of us were happy with the pictures that were shot on 35mm Ektachrome - we peered at them through a loop on the light table and eventually some of them got printed and made their way into my portfolio. Tom disappeared and I never heard from him again - an Adonis who walked out of my professional life as mysteriously as he'd walked into it.

The above image is scanned from the original transparency and there is no post work.

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