Category: Journeys of a Passionate Heart

I’m at NakkidNerd central here in LA. Chloei and I have been shooting like mad today while a woman with tats masturbated in the background for her daily bread. I think I’ll put up some of these pics in this week’s update. 2 sets of me and 2 sets of her shot so far, and w plan to do at least 3 more sets tomorrow. Chloei in bondage, whoo hoo! Hopefully, tomorrow, we’ll have the webcam running while we shoot so folks can peek in on what we’re up to. This weekend was magical, horrific, beautiful. Lamb and I caught…

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I just got off the phone with Photognome. I relationship of one sort transformed into a friendship that has only but begun. A slice of me is saddened, and yet, so incredibly happy for him and his amazing woman. I look forward to seeing them both in October… I have a feeling that his lady and my man could become very good friends. In the past I was not as graceful- an end being an end rather than an opportunity to become something even more amazing. Relationships of all sorts evolve. Last night I went to Lamb’s house, my sweet…

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29 July ‘04 I just finished watching 50 first dates, adam sandler breaking my heart then with a would you like to meet your daughter such joy such amazing realization that I am one of the most blessed women in the universe. It’s hard work, but I really do think dreams can come true, a ring a glittering thing… How lucky am I? It’s been an amazing week, and plunging myself to depths that I never really thought I’d go to, never thought I could, both as a Top and as a bottom has reminded me how amazing a creature…

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I just bought the airfare for LA- arriving just after 9pm on July 2nd, and leaving at stupid-am on July 14th. Today was a really quality day. This morning (after very little sleep) I awoke and rushed off with April to go teach a fabulous photographer some bondage skills then modeling for him… I look forward to posting the images once I get them. Hooray, my first photo shoot in the new Imp-of-Satan catsuit 🙂 Then back to April and DC’s to do laundry, read, talk on the phone, text message… and being down to 100 pages left in my…

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Greetings from DC. Thursday night I flew. to Oakland, to Vegas, to Dallas National. Phone calls, plans, and LOTs of reading- I finnished the Kushiel’s series and yes, it really was a great series- I loo ofrward to the Imriel series. I arrived at 6am, and caught up with other Cammies to head over to the hotel. I checked my bags and headed over to shop a bit- cough drops, cheeses, meats, fresh fruit. Changeling was an absolute blast (childling dramas, eshu, all hail the dark side), and from across the room there was Mixael- big hugs, reunited. Too long.…

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4pm 11 March ’04 – (China Time) Midnight 10th/11th Stateside, somewhere in the air with a tray of food in front of me and my father balancing his tray on his belly Mi Padre and I discussed my future, his future, plans, ideas and ideals looking at the top of the Peace Hotel overlooking the Bond, TV towers and overpriced soda. More honest with him than I’ve ever been, but we still don’t have a dialog. At least we’re at a stage 10 years after the “Do you know what that means” moment in the U District, we call, listen…

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4pm – Shanghai Art Museum I’m incredibly taken by the humor in some of the oversized “traditional style” paintings that are featured in Gallery 1… A traditionally dressed woman carrying a megaphone and flag surrounded by Chinese tourists, all gray. Three fruits in layers of inks, modern apartment complexes drawn in the style for old cityscapes… great humor, great sadness, great drawing upon old inspirations towards modern themes. The traditional mode and subject pieces don’t take me as much, with the exception of a Great Wall piece whose use of perspective leaves me dizzy. Medical Operations as if an old…

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3pm 08 March ’04 – Bus Terra Cotta -> Xian Grit & desperation mingles with dust, smoke and begging for a dime, buy one more, one more. Overwhelmed turn flip overwhelmed again. People can’t be people have to see objects see pictures see grit & desperation. 10am 09 March ’04 – Xi’An -> Shanghai For my Lamb: Wait for me On hand and knee And I will grant thee such gifts That cannot be told In these few Short Words ****************** After Eight Friend Changing Club. Total locals meat market, but polite, with scrolling personals ads, telephone numbers over tables,…

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8am, 06 March ’04 – Bus to Great Wall Whirlwind indeed! Taintan -> Forbidden City -> Tienamen -> Raitan Park -> Yabao Lu -> Pearl Market -> Dinner… I seem to have an obsession this trip, taking pictures of cleaning people & children. Can’t think… the woman at the front of the buss, Jessica, is babbling on, filling time & brain cells. Cranes everywhere. Red balloons. Red flags. Red the blood, the memory, the earth beneath my Carolina boots. Red the neon. Red the lanterns. Red the 2nd cheongsam, the 2nd dress of 3. 8am, 07 March ’04 – Plane…

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3 March 04 4pm PST 1 up and off to Japan, somewhere over Alaska right now. In Tokyo it is Doll Day today, aka Girls Day – pink burning bright as I snapped this morning at the nice girl behind the counter with her “good girl” pins that set back feminism by 50 years. I left PDX at 7:30am yesterday after leaving home at 5, off to downtown, to my required Starbucks Venti Non-fat Steamed Mint Milk. Photo geeking with a stranger, then bus to slumber heading north, trying to learn a bit about China before I get there. Mi…

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