We have an early morning routine in our house. After we get up, feed the tribe of animals and kids and finish the morning chores, we sink into our chairs in the office with a large VAT of coffee and catch up on the Blogs.
Top of the list is always the latest post from D Brian Nelson’s
Hotel Room NudesWe are on UK time here, and D Brian Nelson often posts very early in the day San Diego time, so there is always a fresh blog entry ready for us with our first coffee of the day. It has become as familiar a routine as our favourite dose of connoisseur coffee, and no less enjoyable.
D Brian Nelson is an exceptional photographer. For those of you who have been living under a rock for the past eight months, his blog is about…..you guessed it….nudes shot mainly in hotel rooms across the world whilst on his travels.
Such is his reputation, ladies will drop everything (and I mean that literally) to shoot with him, and he never seems to have a shortage of young and beautiful maidens who are willing to bear all just for the privilege of saying that they have been photographed by the Great Man Himself.
He is very much a purist and shoots only film, and his genius is such that he takes stunning photographs with only standard hotel room lighting. And the photos are bloody good. A fusion of light, beauty and emotion. No Photoshop, no professional lighting kit, no studio (well, rarely). The personalities of both the model and the photographer radiate through every pore of the images. Every picture tells a story. And if that isn’t enough, he accompanies each photograph with an account of the image, plus maybe a tale of his colourful exploits, or maybe his philosophical insights on a wide variety of topics.
It’s like reading a daily chapter of your favourite art book, or tuning into your favourite soap (not that his blog entries resemble anything as tacky as a soap opera, but they do get addictive after a while).
Unsurprisingly he has a large following, and his blog is deservedly one of the most popular of the nude photography blogs.
Before this sounds too much like a sycophantic ass-kissing exercise, let me say that from a heterosexual female professional accountant’s point of view, some of his images are mildly controversial in places. It is not unusual for me to stumble bleary-eyed from bed into the office and spit my early morning coffee all over the computer. Some of the images are a little hard to greet you before breakfast. Models spanking (one of his hobbies!) or masturbating can provoke a little beverage-spitting first thing in the morning. Rich, being a guy, just smiles and enjoys them, but hey, I’m a 40 year old repressed business woman, and the images can delight and repulse me in equal amounts.
D Brian Nelson occasionally does trophy shots, for example, in a recent one where he photographed himself er…..
groping the model’s breast….provoked a reaction of me storming through the house yelling to Rich “If you ever do that I’ll nail your balls to the wall!”. Rich looked rather alarmed at the outburst, raised an eyebrow and sighed “What’s Don done now?”
Likewise the model tied to a toilet is a little outside my personal comfort zone. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t see the art involved in the shot. And D Brian Nelson would be pleased, I think, because he is the consummate rebel and loves to provoke a reaction.
The Man Himself professes to be all about the “naked chix” and “Have I mentioned lately how wonderful it is to have a pair of large young breasts pushing into my back?” but I suspect that this is 80% bullshit and bravado, and he’s simply too professional a photographer for it to be all about the laydeez. Some of his images are truly haunting (see his
Night Photographs ) and reveal that underneath all the glamorous stories of hot-tubs, boozy nights out and sexually charged photoshoots (of which I’m very jealous, by the way), D Brian Nelson is in actual fact really rather a teddy bear, and is sometimes just as bruised and lonely as the rest of us.
But to be able to see this aspect of himself through his images is genius. Pure Art.
Needless to say, if he is ever in the UK (and if he ever forgives me for this post), we will invite him (nay, insist) to sample some Norfolk hospitality for a night, and yes, we can throw in a beer and beautiful young naked chick too.

The lovely Angela, in one of my favourite images, reproduced with kind permission of D. Brian Nelson