Last week I returned from an eight day road trip from Austin to Seattle with my friend and model Agent Retro. I didn’t have any artwork in this year’s Seattle Erotic Art Festival, but I decided to make the trek anyway. The festival was a bit of a MacGuffin, or an excuse, to go on a long road trip, which is something I’ve been itching to do. The trip took us through the isolated, nearly abandoned towns of West Texas and through the deserts of New Mexico. We were surprised to see some beautiful snowfall in Colorado but feared for our lives later in a nighttime snowstorm on twisty, cliff-laden roads in Utah, which we were later told is part of Dead Man’s Pass. I know were in Idaho but the plains were pretty plain. That led us into valleys in Oregon and through forests in Washington before getting to our destination.
Once we got to Seattle, we were amazed to see the hotel suite I had booked. I like to stay in unique, boutique hotels whenever I travel. I guess you can say that I don’t fuck around when I go somewhere to play. The suite was massive and should have been three times the price. It was one of those absurdities that make me wonder how I get away with things I do. Then again, there’s so much that seems to fall into place for the gimmick of a swanky, rock star lifestyle that I lead. Later on the suite would prove be a great setting for a photo shoot with Agent Retro and my friend from Seattle Kendra.
We only managed to go to the Seattle Erotic Art Festival one night. It was good and there was lots of eye candy. Although there were some things I enjoyed more during last year’s festival. The stage show had some impressive performances from aerial dancers and others. However I thought it needed some titillation with more strip tease, burlesque and cabaret type performances to fit the theme of an erotic show better. Still, it was an incredibly well done production (suck it Dirty Show in Detroit). The new short film screenings were nice too and it added even more variety to the event.
I wish I could have taken more time to look at the art. There was so much that it was hard to take it all in during the time were were there on Friday night. We got distracted on Saturday night with the aforementioned photo shoot. While the festival was going on we were making our own erotic art during an epic six hour (or longer) photo shoot. Somehow every time I shoot with Kendra in Seattle, we start late in the afternoon and the next thing you know it’s well after midnight. I’m not complaining though.
After Seattle, we stayed in Portland for a day. I’d heard that Portland is a very similar city to Austin. So much so that they even appropriated the slogan “Keep Portland Weird” from Austin. It definitely has its eccentricities (I don’t think an abundance of homeless hanging around the streets should be one of them though). We didn’t have much of a plan while we were there and took in what we could. I enjoyed what I saw and experienced. Portland is on the list of places I want to go back to and spend more time with.
The drive back to Austin was a marathon that took us back the same way we came. We didn’t stop to spend the night anywhere. Mild delirium set in after one day. Caffeine kept me wired and I even became manic at one point while going through the canyon lands of Utah. Later that night driving through the dark, lonely outskirts of Roswell, New Mexico on little sleep was an interesting experience because everything seemed spooky. By the time we got back to Texas, I was probably seeing double and maybe hallucinating (At least I hope there really were deer by the wind farms). We finally arrived in Austin Wednesday morning. Once I was home, I took a nap and the next thing I knew it was Thursday.