Paul Freeman

Paul Freeman, Titles Unknown, ( The Mechanic )

“The mechanic, when a wheel refuses to turn, never thinks of dropping on his knees and asking the assistance of some divine power. He knows there is a reason. He knows that something is too large or too small; that there is something wrong with his machine; and he goes to work and he makes it larger or smaller, here or there, until the wheel will turn.”
― Robert G. Ingersoll, The Liberty of Man, Woman and Child

Cold Mountain Water

Paul Freeman, Title Unknown, (Cold Mountain Water), Model Unknown, Photo Shoot

“Spring water is pure in an emerald stream, moonlight is white on Cold Mountain, silence thoughts and the spirit becomes clear, focus on emptiness and the world grows still.”

-Han Shan, The Collected Songs of Cold Mountain

Paul Freeman, “Adam Rexx”

Paul Freeman, “Adam Rexx”, Photo Shoot from “Outback Dusk”, 2015

Paul Freeman has established himself at the pinnacle of his craft, not only as a photographer, but as a visual poet and artist, eulogizing as he captures the spirit of the rugged yet sensitive Australian male in all his physical glory. His genius is to find the right men to photograph and then tell an enthralling story with his vision from behind the camera. From the quality of the compositions and the lighting, through to the texture of the outback locations, these are some of the most perfectly executed and delightful photographs in any collection, and set a tone of sophistication so rarely achieved in books of the male nude.

Paul Freemann : Heroics and Heroics II

Paul Freeman’s Photography Books: Heroics and Heroics II

“Heroics was not meant to be a ‘serious’ homage. It was meant to be a bit ironic, with elements of costume drama and theatre. It’s a tongue in cheek reflection of how heterosexual men have always highly rated their own heroism and bravery and glamorized their greatness with these over the top erotic monuments. It was meant to reference a time (back in ancient Rome and Greece) when the beautiful naked male was publicly celebrated in art. When I traveled through Europe some years back, I took hundreds of photos of some of the very erotic male statues that exist as a consequence of this Renaissance in art, and which occupy very public places in most of the major cities.

It always amused and perplexed me that the masses of humanity who rush hurriedly by these works of art in their daily commute, would still baulk at the idea of the naked male as a thing of art in their ‘real lives.’ ‘Heroics’ is just another mild middle finger held up at all those absurd notions, even though it’s a pretty polite finger. I thought by spelling out some of the themes of statuary found in Rome and London, by using real men, I could highlight the absurdity of disgust at the nude male by heterosexual men when they gloried in it in their own shrines.” – Paul Freeman