I got to Nick's apartment around 6:00PM. We talked for a while — about life, politics, film, George Lucas, and the like. After about an hour, I asked him point blank, "So, what position should I get in? And when do you want to start painting?" But I didn't really understand the project. Nick preferred that I make those decisions myself, that he prefers to paint from photos and not from the real. So then I asked, "When do you wanna take the photo?" He didn't. He wanted me to take it on my own. That he preferred to not be in the room while I was taking the picture. That a lot of it's about how the subject sees themself.

So, I went over to his bathroom and tried out different setups. Bathroom lights on, vs. bathroom lights off. Fly unzipped, vs. pants fully down. Feet on the ground, vs. one foot resting in à la seconde in the sink (Sorry Nick). It took about 15 minutes to find the pose that I liked enough to Aidrop him: bathroom lights off, pants half up, iPhone flash turned all the way on. And my dick was soft, of course. There's so many photos of hard dicks in the world. Not enough flaccid dicks. That's what my mentor used to tell me. I think I'll buy this one for her. Nothing wrong with a hard dick, though. I just enjoy variety. I hope you do, too.