It’s true, I was nearly naked in the nineties. At least for this photo session displayed here.

This was the story: I was turning 40 soon, and I thought I should have some pictures taken of myself, because everybody knows what happens when you turn 40.

Suddenly, you’re old, out-of-shape, undesirable, a has-been. Joking, of course, but I’m not immune to our culture’s adoration of youth, even when it was my own.

I knew a photographer and liked his photos, so I booked a session with Jason Wittman. These photos are the result.

Jason likes sepia

Jason really liked printing his film in sepia tones, so that’s why there’s a lot of sepia here. Makes it look like a certain period, yes? I did minimal digital adjusting. These are pretty much what the old-style prints I have look like (I scanned the originals – this was pre-digital).

Kind of a rough look, kind of hinting at low-rent? Sleazy yet inviting, at least that was the intention. I guess you, the viewer, decided if that worked or not.

May do another shoot soon

I’ve been thinking about doing something like this again (naked photo shoot), even though I’m about 27 years older than when these were taken. I guess I’ll call it “Naked in the Twenties” or maybe “Naked in My Sixties.”

I mean, really, why should the kids have all the fun?

Hope you enjoy my “nearly naked in the nineties” photos. (Taken in 1994, I was 39.) All photos (except one as noted) Copyright Jason Wittman, 1994.