Yesterday was about looking a man in the eye. Today, our eyes wander lower.
Men look at other men. We compare. We size each other up. Sometimes it’s curiosity, sometimes admiration, sometimes competition—and sometimes we simply like what we see.
There’s a whole etiquette around it. A quick glance can pass unnoticed. Let your eyes linger and suddenly you’ve said something.
Physique photographers knew exactly where their audience was looking—and occasionally let their models join in. A downward glance turns the model into one of us: another man taking in the male body in front of him.
Sometimes the setup provides an excuse. Shower together. Compare physiques. Horse around. Pose as sailors, cops, athletes or buddies. Whatever the story, eventually somebody looks.
And that creates a delicious little game between photographer, model and viewer. We’re looking at naked men who are themselves looking at naked men. The photograph catches them doing exactly what we’re doing.
Painters and sculptors were looking long before photographers arrived. The male body has been studied, measured, idealized and admired for centuries. Photography simply made the looking harder to disguise.
Maybe that’s part of the pleasure in these photographs. The gaze gives us permission. We aren't the only ones looking.
Go ahead. Take a look. Or better yet...take a picture, it'll last longer.
Please leave thoughts, questions, additions or corrections in the comments. Thank you, bns
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