In a photo shoot with a masterful photographer and me removing my clothes was put out there. My cool shit was interrupted, you know what I mean ? Nocol (the photographer) passed me some light material pants and I went for it. Being bare changed my whole energy. Also, as a man I think I watch women with their shoulders and bodies out in photographs and even on the street and don’t realize the vulnerability in it. I was aware of my shoulders and the warm light from the fixture warm on my abdomen. I felt more like my mothers son than “Ise”. When I saw the pictures it was a trip. As men, do you feel we are comfortable in our bodies?