I had to take the site down for a couple of days as we begin to deal with some maintenance issues that have begun to arise. The original server where I began the site was an independent server that contained several other sites. The last couple of months, as my site has gown, it’s now larger than what the original server can handle and at the rate of speed it’s growing would soon cause damage to the original server. It’s not the volume of he content but the volume of traffic flow and it can no longer handle the bandwidth of so much traffic. We felt the need to move and upgrade the project to a bigger server. In actuality this is a good problem to have. The numbers of hits and flow of traffic through the site are staggering; I had no idea that the site would be come this popular. As the amount of unique visitors grows to thousands each month (return visitors) this indicates that site is a huge success. About 75 percent of the people visiting the site keep returning. The site now gets 90,000 page views with about 300,000 hits per month.
The last couple of days as we have been trying to migrate the site to the new server we have encountered some issues with ghosting between the servers and we are in the process of cleaning up some problems that created broken links for images and galleries. There are still many of the links from the blog into the website that will still be broken. You can still navigate the blog and the index I have created of the entire year-long blog project is functional. But any links to images may not work. I am sorry for the inconvenience and we should have everything back to normal in the next couple of days.
This is a good problem to have since what began as a simple blog communication between other artist friends working in the subject of nude male art and grown to a larger audience of appreciation.
Thank you for your patience and support on the project.
Terry

I have been doing an in depth research project on the painter known as Caravaggio lately. Trying to research his life and who the mysterious man might have been. He was not overly popular that the time he was painting and many of his images were rejected because he chose to use prostitutes and common people as the models for his religious works of saints. But he was one of the first to bring a certain reality into his paintings. He insisted on using live models as his subjects, trying to realistically create the setting from which he would paint, without any kind of preliminary sketching or studies. Baskets of fruit actually showed the mildew and decay far from perfection or the idealism that the contemporaries of his time created. They were studies of real life. He did tend to use a heightened and very theatrical lighting technique for his subjects. This too was also real, usually based on an actual light source, a window, a candle, or a lamp. So the fall of the light on the subjects realistically going to actual darkness. Many of his images are about light emerging from darkness. Very theatrical. The realism of his subjects expressions give them inner life and a depth that becomes absorbing for most viewers.
The journey seems to continue deeper within myself as this last month I have begun connecting to the community that surrounds me and working with some very astonishing people. I miss the daily blog of coming to this page each day, part of what I have been working on it making to old blog more accessible from different points. I am about 2/3rd of the way through creating galleries of the images month by month. It is amazing to see how much was there and is stirring much emotion, still. There seems to be about 500 people per day still access the two blogs, the original and the new site and I feel it’s becoming something important and worth the time I spend on expanding it’s accessibility.
I have been spending more time getting out and meeting new people in my community. Last week I photographed several members of the Imperial Sovereign Court of Montana (royal order of drag impersonators) getting ready for and images of their pageant. I posted them on my Facebook and they were stunning and enlightening. It gave me a stronger bond to my own community that surrounds me and gives me a greater sense of place and home here in Montana. I have also been out meeting, having coffee, and lunch with other members around me. Last night I went out, for a charity show and I finally met Soul Seeker, one of the guys whose manhunt profiles intrigued me into writing a blog about internet cruising sites. It was an amazing moment of coming to flesh of someone who had captivated and inspired me and see the extraordinary intrigue in his eyes, as he seems genuinely pleased to meet me as well. We are so lucky in many ways that we have such an amazing group of people that surround us. Many of us are from Montana, there seems to be such a healthy strength everywhere I look. Most everyone is aware of my project and what I have created and there is a certain pride about it that touches many of them. The project in that sense has become a reflection of my time and era as so many others are also relating to my process.
It feels like I have fallen under a strange curse with my project and what I want to achieve with it. I am having great difficulty recruiting subjects to work with. I have been working like crazy to network and tried many different approaches but, now that people know and see what I am doing, everyone seems intimidated by it and no one is interested in working with me. Most everyone I approach says, “I do not look like that!” I am not in that good of shape, and I think there is an overwhelming fear that everything I do will end up on the web site. This is utterly far from the truth on both accounts. Most of the people I work with are not really in great shape and where I began with the project so long ago was on a exploration of who people were, at what ever condition they were, just getting to the core of what is their sensual best: an exploration of their own identity into themselves. It’s more a process of discovery of who they are. But it seems that what started out as a process of discovery has become a tangible object in the form of an image or art form. I think I was better off less known and undiscovered. The problem isn’t that I can’t connect to them because I am connecting to many. Most everyone has either seen or heard of my work or me, but there now seems to be a fear of what I create. It’s very odd and I can’t quite isolate the root of its cause. Once people have met me and worked with me, it seems we become great friends and I am able to work with them over and over again. As far as posting images of my subjects, I do get their consent before anything is posted and have removed a couple of subjects from the site who originally consented and signed model releases allowing my to publish their images. When they thought my work with getting too popular and reputation growing beyond their comfort level where they might become recognizable. Again this becomes the curse of success. I am running out of approaches and not sure how to find new subjects.
Lately some of my focus has been changing. I have been working on all the things I had neglected from last year. I am finally working through many of the personal images I took last year and creating galleries for them. I am trying to begin to put some of those galleries on my Facebook profile to share them with others who have been wondering what I have been up to in my personal life. Yes, there is another side to myself and my work other then nude males. I am actually a photographer of many things and interested in a great deal of subjects. I recently posted the images from my trip last summer to Paris, the HOTEL FENLIN film project I was working on a few weeks back, as well as other work I loved from last year. I have a Facebook page for this Naked Man Project, which is restricted to adults and a Facebook page of my photography as a business of Terry J Cyr Photography that is open to general public. But my personal Facebook page is my own, more about me. I have been trying to build all aspects of who I am, but there are many boundaries that are becoming quite complex and are becoming difficult to draw distinctive lines between. Yesterday I received a note from someone, who is open minded and accepting about what I do, suggest that I tighten the restriction on my Facebook page because stuff I was posting seemed too mature for younger kids that may be on their parent’s Facebook pages. My immediate reaction was to delete the feed or link, which I did. This morning I got up and began to research Facebook for possible security restrictions and realized there really isn’t much in place for under aged individuals. Not that something like this would work if under aged children are on parent’s accounts that have friended me. My next reaction was to unfriend all the people I knew who had young children, and suddenly I began to realize I had fallen into a madness of self-censorship. I felt an anger beginning to grow within me; suddenly I could no longer be who I was or be accepted for what I was doing.

