Mance Rayder's Road Manager.Photographer, art model, endearingly awkward.
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Untitled (2/23/14 | Tivoli, NY)
I said that when I reached 3500 followers I would reintroduce myself so here it is…
Hi, I’m Jacs. I’m naked on the internet. I’m what happens when you mix a hippie, a redneck, and a tornado. I’m a photographer and now an art model. I started photography in college (I have a BFA in it), but really only have been super serious about it the past two/three years. I started modeling January 2013 when a friend suggested I give it a go. My three favorite movies are Star Wars (Original Trilogy- ESB is my favorite of that series), Twister, and Jurassic Park. The best compliment I have ever received was when my friend Wynne drunkenly told me that I was the female Jeff Goldblum. He is one of my favorite humans ever. I cried when I saw him out my window at LAX. I moved 14 times before 22 so I have terrible wanderlust and no real sense of home beyond wherever I feel comfortable. So I travel. A lot. Possibly to your town (you should hire me to model or take your picture or something. Just saying). I smell like Egyptian Goddess and Bengay. I get really excited about things easily. Jim Henson is one of my heros (I lived around the corner from where they filmed Sesame Street and can actually tell you how to get there).
I’m a body positive, pro-you space. I believe in everyone and just want people to love themselves and be happy. Especially since it’s a major part of my own journey.
Thanks for following, y’all.
I have all of these wonderful ideas floating through my head and so little time to do them during the day. I’ve also been thinking a lot about the body as a landscape, the things it tells us about a person, and what these things mean nowadays. Sometimes our bodies give us away, but most of the time they hold our secrets.
I’ve been having a bit of a rough time lately. Feeling stretched too thin and beat up by too many. Occasionally I need to remember where I started and where I’ve come because the ride is starting to wear on me and I’m craving warmer days and less chatter.