Note from Jordan & Felicity: About two months ago, we were contacted by a film student from Pratt Institute. Her name was Dana, so that as her final project for one of her classes, she desired to make a brief documentary about FKK / naturism. We consented to get it done in exchange for her writing an article about her experience in making the picture. So this is her story below, along with her documentary by the end! https://s3.amazonaws.com/ff-naturist/fucking-on-the-beach.html by: Dana Schlieman Nudist Documentary - My first encounter with documentary filmmaking presented a chance to force myself out of my comfort zone and research something I had never done before. My taste is definitely story, fiction film, and the assignment of a 5-10 minute documentary by my Nonfiction Avi professor made me queasy and sweaty with tension. Don't make it about your roommate and how much they love pizza, my professor implored the class. I froze in my bed as this thought crystallized into a job suggestion: an investigation of modern nudists in Ny and how they lived their lives within society. The endeavor immediately began to come together within my mind's eye as I reached for my telephone to begin my research. Suddenly I hit a wall. It was the middle of October now, and my thought fell apart as fast as it had been built up. I backtracked, dejected and unenthused, to the topic of colorblindness and landed on this as the subject for my movie. It was boring, but at least it wasn't seasonal. On proposal day in class, I determined to present the concept for my nudist movie anyhow, to ensure my professor could see that I was more fascinating than my colorblind project suggested. I shared the idea with my course, as well as the barriers I had ran into, and explained why I would be unable to carry this project out. The entire class, who seemed to have tuned me out while I talked about colorblindness, abruptly pricked their ears as I told them my initial thought. You have to do that job, my classmates told me, with more earnestness than I Had ever received from them. I looked to my professor for help, and he stared at me also. It actually does seem wonderful, he said. I argued with them for a little while as they threw their ideas at me. They insisted that there had to be a remedy. Speak with the people who run a resort even if they are not functioning right now, one classmate said. I asked her what I 'd film in that case other than the interviews. A movie about nudism should really have nude people inside it, shouldn't it? I asked them. We went back and forth like this for a while before my professor stopped us. Just consider girl at beach , he explained. The colorblind thing sounds good. But the nudism seems really great. With that, I was done for. Finally, Google rewarded me with the Nudist Portal site. Everything about FKK was so welcoming that I was instantly comfortable, and I'm easily made uneasy generally in most situations. They talked about naturism and naturism the way I might tell someone my feelings for artwork and my pets. It was clear how dear their assignment was to them, and how important it was to them to remove the stigma surrounding nudity, and I immediately found my own feelings about it-that it should be private and allowed for a few very specific scenarios-coming into question. Soon I was harassed with a few very real dilemmas. For starters, I am already quite nervous at the idea of talking to strangers (my parents had to order my food for me in restaurants until I was about 16). https://s3.amazonaws.com/ff-naturist/nudist-family-pics.html worried that, within my ignorance of this subject that I was so new to, I'd say or ask something accidentally offensive and they might despise me. I also worried that they might be too weird for me to cope with and I 'd have to back from the commitment I was planning to make with them, another thought that gives me heart palpitations. My fears were all for naught. I walked from my first meeting with Felicity and Jordan astounded at one basic fact: They were so pleasant, I told my friends when I got home. The pair had clarified their no-judgment way of life to me, and I could tell they weren't saying it the way other people say it; they really meant it. I understand I'm not like that, and I could not think of a single reason why. The day we filmed, I kept finding myself thinking: This all looks so normal. I found my dialog with Jordan more stimulating than anything I 'd learned from my school professors previously year-and-a-half, and with Felicity I felt like I was speaking to a friend, one who merely did not happen to be wearing clothes. And I believe all three of us expected me to be uncomfortable, but I truly was not. Everyone I told about my job was incredibly curious about it. Between October and December, I believe the question I got asked the most was: How is it going with the naturists? It appeared that everyone expected some sort of scandal, for me to be taken captive and forced to join a naked cult or something. I was almost smug at how small dirt I had for them. The whole experience even got me working on my own body image problems and other private stuff that I've never actually thought about before. And to anyone who still asks me, when talking about my endeavor, Was Not that really difficult? all I can do is shrug and answer honestly: No. If you're wondering about the member that reveals on the display within the documentary, it's a joke advertisement for a radio station in Australia and can be seen on vimeo channel here. The vulva that additionally revealed on the display is a unique music video of singing vulvae and can be seen on vimeo here. My Experience Making A Nudist Documentary was released by - Young Naturists and Naturists America Tags: documentary, pictures, societal nudity Category: Naturism and Naturism, Nudist Site, Social Nudity Sites About the Writer (Author Profile) Guest blogs written completely for Naturist Portal.
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