#Family photography texas

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

A scene ‘Family Portrait’ from the movie 'The Texas Chainsaw Massacre', 1974.

[lilybug-02]

The Bluebonnet

The Bluebonnet is the Texas State flower, known for only growing naturally in Texas and no other location in the world. Funnily enough, there are 5 classified species of Bluebonnets.

These are photos I took of some rare Bluebonnet variants in the wild, which I found this Spring! The White or Albino Bluebonnet and the Light Bluebonnet, respectfully. (The last picture has some extremely dark colored bluebonnets). Finding different color variants of this one flower is so fun! The Bluebonnet is one of my favorite wildflowers :>

[lesbianjudasiscariot]

Family Tree - Ethel Cain

[dallasphotographer]

capturing childhood

https://modlphotography.com

[machinegun-girl]

the events of that day were to lead to the discovery of one of the most bizarre crimes in the annals of american history...

the texas chainsaw massacre

[loejonny]

Our favorite spot 👌 😋

[whatnext10]

Beautiful Carolina Desert Chicory Loves All Dry Sandy Habitats

Sandhill Chicory There isn’t much blooming yet here in north central Florida, but it won’t be long before it starts. In anticipation of that, I chose one of our common but always beautiful spring flowers. It called Carolina desert chicory (Pyrrhopappus carolinianus), which is really interesting because it’s most common in dry, sandy environments in Texas (hence some other common names; Texas…

[sbcdh]

"It wasn't one thing, you know, it was like, everything. Everything just kinda happened slow. It wasn't fast. It was slow.

It was, uhh... 1964, I think. LBJ was in office. Yeah, 1964. The government rolled out the whole hypnoeconomics thing in uh, sophomore year. Something like that. I didn't really watch the news, but I remember everyone talking about the election. I remember it being a big deal but, you know, seems like every time the government does something it's a big deal, you know? It's always like, fine. It's always fine.  

 I had just graduated from UC Santa Ana. I had a degree in photography. What do you even do with that? Photography. It was hard at first, shopping a portfolio around, doing weddings. I had a gig going for some real estate company. That was alright. Taking pictures of empty houses for speculators. Something like that. I didn't know the specifics. I was good at it. It's not hard once you know the equipment, and what the client wants. But you get tired of it, you know? You get tired of it.

My mom wasn't the nicest lady. She's my mom but, you know how mom's are. The only thing to do in west Texas was go to church. I was raised really Christian, and Santa Ana was just so different. I didn't know many people. I had a job that didn't feel right, no friends, no family, no church. So I was looking for a church. You got all sortsa stuff out here, you know? You know the Navigators right? That big megachurch? The first chapel was like, a 20 minute drive from student housing. There were always people out preaching in the quad.

It was a girl. Uh, Nadine. Nadine Galt. We had a 101 class together. Math, I think. We really hit it off. She was just funny, you know? She said she was from out of state too, had a really pretty gold cross necklace. I think she polished it. We had similar upbringings you know? Small Town girl, big city, not many friends. That sorta thing. She invited me to a party. A jewelry party.

I asked her "what was that" and she explained the whole concept to me. How she was an independent seller, how she had all these friends, how she was gonna buy us wine and food and show us the stuff she had this month. I liked her. It sounded fun. It was fun.

She said she did that every month. I didn't know too many people, and it was a good way to meet people, you know? I may have paid a bit much for some bracelets, but hey, she was good at selling bracelets. I looked forward to the jewelry parties. I did. Every month I looked forward to them.

I had been going for maybe a year, year and a half, and she asked me if I wanted to become a seller like her. She did it slow, you know, every once in a while she would ask me to stay after the party. I didn't think I could do it. I had a degree in photography, what did I know? But she layed it on thick. Told me I was just what she was looking for. And, well, she said the money was good. I needed money. Or, I had money, but I needed more you know? She made it sound so, well, important. Said we needed to do this, that a market needed competition, you know? That the hypnoeconomists couldn't really track people like us. She said we were "essential to a free financial dreamscape." She made it sound like we were a pair of cowgirls out on the open range together. She said I would be a natural.

And you know what? I was pretty good. At first at least. At first it was just helping out Nadine with her stuff, but she taught me how to talk, introduced me to her distributors, even taught me how to look for new clients. I held a party for some of my clients in real estate. Bought out a whole section of a fancy restaurant and invested in nice cases from the distributor. It didn't go well. I didn't make much profit at all. I think they were mostly pity-buying. I didn't make a cent.

All gold. Yep, all gold. And that wasn't a lie either. It had to be gold, or it wouldn't work.

Nadine went missing in, uh, 67 I think. I was heartbroken. And worried, you know? I was worried sick. Everyone was reaching out, asking if I was alright. Hell, excuse my language, even my mama reached out. Called me on the phone, said I was in her prayers.

The distributor reached out too. Colin. I didn't get another name. Just Colin. Called me one day to express his condolences. He had a nice voice, over the phone. Smooth. Kinda timid, but in a way you liked. I dunno how to describe it. You know what else he told me? He told me I was responsible for 89% of the profits for his channel. Eighty nine. Thinkin back now, I shoulda known that was a bunch of bullshit. He said he wanted to meet with me at the company headquarters in Pasadena. Once I was ready of course. Said he wanted to "talk shop." It was a bright spot, you know? A bright spot in a scary and lonely time. I went. Got a hotel and everything.

What was it like? You mean like what happened?...oh,  you mean like, the inside? Like of the building?

You know what? Now that I think about it. Weird. It was weird as hell. Lotsa gold and concrete. Like the jewelery. It was like every room was like, I dunno. It was like they were too big and too small at the same time. And there was a LOT of gold, in all sortsa patterns.

No. Yeah. Yeah I'm okay, I can talk about it. I'm okay to talk about it. I wasn't there long. I've heard the stories, you know. I don't know what you know, you probably know more than me, being the government and all, but lemme say that if you heard a story about something happening in 11414, it's probably true.

Anyways, Colin met me in his office. No windows. We talked shop. They asked me to arrive early and I skipped breakfast to get there on time and, it seems like every time I tried to bring up lunch he would wave it down. I had to damn near demand to get up for lunch. He invited me up to the cafeteria. The nice one, the one the distributors got to eat at.

It was nice, like, real nice. The plates had those same gold patterns on them. It was after that-

The pattern? Uh, I'll try, do you have a pen? It was really complicated. I'll do my best. It had all these criss-crossing... Hm? Yeah. Yeah you know what? That's exactly what it looked like.

Yeah, you know? I actually did ask him. I asked him about the pattern and he just kinda looked at me like I was in on a joke and said put a finger to his lips and he tapped on the back of his head. You know, where they put the plugs. And he said "you know, so they can't listen."

Yeah he offered to let me try one. He got all quiet, brought me to the lounge behind some curtains. Yeah they had the gold thing too. Started talking like he had a secret. He must've had fifty, sixty pills in a fancy little case that had the same pattern on it.

No I wasn't surprised. How else would they make that much money without hypnoregulation? It was kind of an open secret, you know? I didn't want any of that. But you can't say no, you know? Then you're implicated. You can't leave. I agreed to take one.

I still think about that, you know? How I got out of that. What a dodged bullet. Oh my god. It's kinda embarrassing, now that I gotta say so, but when I was little, I used to do magic. You know, card tricks, sleight of hand, all that stuff. I palmed the damn thing. Slipped it right into my pocket.

I sat there for a bit. Tried to copy him, you know. The lounge had a bunch of sub-finantial cortical wires hidden in the coffee table. He gave me one and told me to watch what he did while he fed it up his nose into his head. I sat there for a bit, trying to stay calm. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he had the gold scalero, uh, scaleri, no, uh the white parts of his eyes...

Scalera! That's it. They were gold and everything.

I didn't know he would convulse so much. I thought something might've been wrong, but eventually they died down. I gotta say, I was so damn scared I couldn't move. I coulda been there for hours. I probably was.

I have a good memory. So eventually I worked up the courage and just...walked out.

Yeah. I walked out. You walk like you're supposed to be there, and you're kinda mad, you know? Like you're late for something and you can't talk right now. It's all about confidence. Nobody hassles you if you look like you know where you're going. I even said thank you to the secretary in the lobby. Nadine taught me that you know. It's all about confidence.

I made it to my car, got the engine going, and the moment 11414 was out of my rear view mirror I just started crying. Cried myself to fits. I didn't even know at the time. What was it? Six weeks later? How many dead?

Yeah, too many. Too many. I guess it doesn't matter.

I drove to a McDonald's for some food and at some point I turned on the radio. You know what was playing?

Yeah. It was that fucking Tremeloes song. You know the one."

[cyber-scribe]

During my trip to Texas for my cousin's graduation, we visited a place called The Texas Truck Yard. It was a pretty cool hang out spot, and the décor was pretty nice.

[ohcjcj]

[herpsandbirds]

What are your favorite rat snakes? Can I see some please?

Oh yes, if we are liberal in what we define as a rat snake, in that its common name has "rat snake" in it, or anything in the Pantherophis or Elaphe, then here, look at these...

Northern Green Ratsnake (Senticolis triaspis intermedia), family Colubridae, Arizona, USA

photograph by Dick Bartlett

Trans-Pecos Rat Snake (Bogertophis subocularis), family Colubridae, West Texas, USA

photograph by Justin Coburn

Eastern Fox Snake (Pantherophis vulpinus), family Colubridae, Ohio, USA

photograph by Ryan Wagnerhttp://ryansweeklywildlife.blogspot.com/

Mandarin Rat Snake (Euprepiophis mandarinus), family Colubridae, found in East Asia

photograph by Breck P. Kent

Everglades Rat Snake (Pantherophis alleghaniensis), family Colubridae, found in southern FL, USA

This snake was once considered a subspecies of the Black Ratsnake, Elaphe (Pantherophis) obseleta rossalleni, but is now not considered to be a full subspecies, but just a population of Eastern Rat Snake (P. alleghaniensis).

Some herpetologists consider the Everglades Rat to be a population of Yellow Rat Snake, which is now seen as only another population of Eastern Rat Snake by some (not a full subspecies), and as a subspecies by others.

They are larger and more orange than the typical Yellow Rat Snake.

photograph by Nathan Jordan Photography

[inmyheaddd]

grayson hawthorne childhood bsf to lovers head canons

a/n: my first posttt!! grayson hawthorne ily if u have any advice pls lmk!! also will be taking requests if you have any 🤍

wc: 1.9k masterlist

you both come from very prominent families in texas, so it’s no surprise that you spent countless events and parties within each others company.

you and grayson were in the same nursery

there are multitudes of pictures of you with the brothers as babies/ toddlers, some you forgot even existed 

as you and the hawthorne brothers were all similar ages, you often found yourself ditching the adults and the formalities of the event and hanging out separately -usually in the treehouse.

you weren’t really chatty or outgoing per say, especially compared to xander and jameson. however, around them your shell would fade a little bit. 

grayson was still quiet around you. one time when you were 12 and he was 14, you were climbing up the tree house with a broken arm, (you were too stubborn, and slightly embarrassed to ask for help) he himself was walking towards the tree house from a distance. he sees you struggle, and runs to help you without any hesitation.

you offer him a smile and small “thankyou” when you are both up.

he’s already halfway turned, nods without making eye contact, and then he walks away. 

you and grayson didn’t hit the best friends level until around 14/15

you didn’t talk to him as much as you would with xander, which is what led to xander noticing how many things in common you and grayson had.

he would subtly (not subtle at all) tell grayson about recent things you were doing 

“yeah, she’s into photography… just like you! isn’t that crazy?“

“did you know that she plays cello? just like you!”

“i don’t play cello, xander“

“violin, cello, same thing! you could take pictures of violins together! tell me how many other people on earth you could do that with… none! because she fascinatedly enjoys the same weird things that you do, except she does it better.” he paused, finally taking a breath. “you could learn some things!”

grayson slowly started talking to you more and more in group settings, and you both became more comfortable in each others presence

one time, you needed help with an art project. you had to design your own fictional apartment and create paintings, posters, photos, and furniture unique to you. 

you were not the most creative person at 14, but heights country day had high expectations. 

after 3 days of no progress, you called grayson explaining and asking for help.

to your surprise, he agreed to do it and over the next few weeks you both worked on it.

you started to involve snacks and watching movies (ends up being background chatter whilst you talk) or just talking in the times you worked together, to make it feel less like an appointment and more like friends talking and helping each other out.

one time you suggested you play music ask background noise, and to his surprise you two had extremely similar music tastes. another thing for you to talk about!

as one of the requirements for the project were your own photos, you and grayson would sneak pictures of each other without the other knowing, and one time went out together for the sole purpose of taking photos of surroundings. 

jameson liked to call that “the ultimate first date for nerds”

you and grayson both repeatedly insisted it was not a date. (grayson would go all out and beyond if it was)

during these few weeks you became inseparably close, half the time you hung out to work on the project, it was long forgotten within the hour. 

you soon realized you started to develop a small crush on him.

after you turned it in and got 100, you took a chance and asked him if you two could go out to celebrate. he was extremely happy for you and your mark, and agreed.

you decided on going to the park and have a celebratory picnic, not so subtly accompanied by xander and jameson about 500ft away who just so happened to be coincidentally walking by! 

the awkwardness once present many years ago was long gone, and you two were laughing and talking like there was no tomorrow.

to anyone who didn’t know you two, they would’ve never even guessed you were as quiet as you were around other people. 

around eachother, you felt like there was no pressure to perform, put on a fake face, and any over thinking. 

xander and jameson were genuinely surprised, and thought you two were secretly together, and asked grayson about it a few days later 

“so! me and xander were casually strolling through the park as one does, and we just so happened to see you and a certain someone!”

graysons infamous eyebrow arch appears with a monotone, “and?” 

“you were more smiley than i’ve ever seen you in my whole entire life” xander deadpans. 

“do you have something to tell us?”

“yeah, why would you not tell me and jameson you two were secretly dating!”

“we are not secretly dating, we were celebrating her 100 on the project we worked on.” 

“oh yeah, the ‘project’” xander says in air quotes, dragging the oh with an inquisitive look on his face

graysons face is expressionless as he stays silent for a second. “i’m done with this conversation” grayson says as he walks away.

“you know gray, it wouldn’t be so wrong if you liked her. you deserve someone good for you.” jameson calls out. grayson pauses for a second, and continues to walk.

hes always liked you, he just didn’t want to ruin the one good thing he had going for him in his eyes. every time he lets someone in, which is rarely, they end up gone.

you were inseparable best friends, always getting mistaken as together by older adults, or getting told that you should be together. 

you and grayson swap annotated books all the time.

youd make fun of him for his over analysis of the lines and characters, whilst your annotations would often be “no fucking way” “I KNEW IT” “this psycho bitch” “WHAT” “aww”

he’d make fun of yours as well, but secretly, it was his favorite part of reading the books you’d give him, never failing to make him smile.

he went with you to homecoming, his suit and tie matched your dress and he gave you a matching corsage; all a total surprise to you

literally everybody thought you were together 

he held your shoes for you when your feet got tired 

after the party, you went to an icecream place and talked for hours still in your outfits. people looked at you strangely but you didn’t care because you were both too infatuated with eachother to pay any mind.

on movie nights you two would have together, you two would always look at eachother at seperate times, turning your head when his eyes are about to catch yours. 

when you’d fall asleep on the couch next to him, you’d somehow wake up in your bed 

when you watched the notebook together you noticed him shed a single tear whilst you were crying your eyes out

your crying immediately stopped when you saw it and relentlessly teased him for it as he says “he’d never cry to a romance movie”

when nash would come home he’d always ask grayson if you two were together yet.

you had liked grayson for around 3 years now, and you thought that if he liked you he would’ve said something by now (doesn’t make sense when you’ve liked him for 3 years but said nothing, but it’s ok) 

so when a cute guy in your math class asked you to prom, you agreed.

he ended up being 3 hours late, and when he did show up, he was dancing with another girl the whole time.

you didn’t even like the guy, so why were you so sad? you didn’t know.

you exited through the back door and sat in the parking lot. xander noticed your absence and called grayson right away

sitting in the parking lot with your knees to your chest, mascara threatening to run down your eyes, you notice a car pull up

upon further inspection you realise it’s grayson’s car.

you stand up and walk away and he jogs towards you, calling out your name.

you turn around “grayson? what are you doing here” you say with a light shake of your head

“what are you doing here.” 

“it’s my prom night?”

“no, i mean out here. why aren’t you inside with everyone else?”

“i was just getting a breather, drunk teenagers am i right?” you said, followed by a slight chuckle. “well, im going back inside now, you can go.” you point back to the door with a slight quiver in your voice.

you start to walk away as he’s still standing there.

“you always look down when you lie, you know that?” 

you stop dead in your tracks and turn around, “what?”

“whenever you lie, you look to the side, look back up, look down, and then look back up again.”

“what? you’re talking crazy grayson. just go home, i’m fine.” 

“there you go again, side, back up, down, up again.”

“how’d you even notice that?” you say with a star struck, almost in awe expression on your face.

he walks closer to you “i notice everything about you.” 

you’re at a loss for words, just silently staring at him while he keeps talking

“i notice that you always smile at people, even if you don’t talk, you smile. i notice that even when someone has wronged you numerous times, you’ll show them kindness. i notice that whenever you’re struggling, you keep it to yourself. i notice that you also insist on doing things yourself unless you absolutely need assistance, so you don’t feel like a burden, and it drives me crazy. you drive me crazy.”

you’re genuinely dumbfounded, not knowing what to say, too many thoughts jumping in of your mind you settle on “i… i don’t do that.” real smooth

“do you remember that day in the treehouse?” he pauses, “you broke your arm, yet you still tried to climb it.” 

you lightly laugh “yeah i was like 12, i thought i could do anything.”

“you were still you.”

your face stills, and you notice something unfamiliar in the way grayson looking at you, something you’ve never noticed in his eyes before 

“gray, what are you saying, what does all this mean?” 

“i would spend my entire life noticing all the things you don’t know about yourself, and remembering all the moments you forget. because that’s what my life is. it’s you.“ he’s breathing heavier now, and pauses again. “and i’ll work every single day of it proving to you that you don’t have to be alone. you are the one that showed me that, and you’re the one who needs to hear that the most. i’ll work everyday so that one day so you can see yourself from a lens that isn’t tinted with doubt. i’ll work everyday proving to you that i love you.”

by the end of his confession/monologue, he’s standing right in front of you inches away from your face you’re in genuine shock for a few seconds 

“say something. anything” after a beat of silence, you reply

“you know, i kept all the photos i took of you, of us, from that one art project years ago. it’s in my um, it’s in my special box.” you say with a light laugh

a smile starts to appear on his face “your what?” 

“my box full of things that i love, and never want to lose.” you say in a quieter voice, looking at him straight in the eyes. “i love you, grayson, and i never want to lose you.” 

he reaches for your face and kisses you like you were the air he breathed, kisses you like you were the only person in the whole world, and like his life depended on it. he kissed you, and suddenly your world felt a little bit lighter. 

from that point on, you were together. you never explicitly told anyone you were together, not secret, just private.

a few weeks later, you two were walking around the hawthorne house, holding hands when xander and jameson pass by 

“how do say they aren’t a couple when they do things like that!” xander exclaims pointing at your interlocked hands.

jameson rolls his eyes annoyedly with a smile on his face, “they’re practically married at this point.”

grayson turns around and looks back at xander with the faintest smile on his face “oh, we are a couple,” and continues walking. 

“WHAT??!!” 

“i so called it”

this is my first ever tumblr post i hope you enjoyedddd 

if you have any advice/improvements give them!! 

i have a part 2 started of what it’s like actually dating and it’s more head cannons than storytelling - this was def story/background heavy - lmk if anyone’s interested!!

[lesbianjudasiscariot]

I miss you, but there's comin' home

[snowylupus]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :Introduction Post: :; 🐺❄️🐾

ᵘˢᵉʳᵇᵒˣ & ᵈⁱᵛⁱᵈᵉʳ ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ᵇʸ ᵐᵉ; ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵒˡ⁻ᵗᵘⁿᵈʳᵃ

⭐️ I go by Lethal. I am 28yo and a wolf. My pronouns are she/her or it/its.

⭐️ I'll be posting about my experiences as a wolf, general therian topics, canine/wolf things, and more! I'll also be reblogging a bunch, too.

Moodboards

. . . . . ╰──╮Fun Facts About Me ╭──╯ . . . . .

🐺 I am a Tundra wolf therian!

🌱 I'm a big Nature enthusiast. I love everything about nature!

🐺 I'm a Holotherian [aka. holotheric therian]. I used to be just a therian, but recently have discovered that despite being human biologically, I identify in all aspects as a wolf. Holothere was a descriptor that fit that best and so I combined it with Therian, shortening to use holotherian personally. 🌱 I used to go by Drífa but now I go by Lethal.

🐺 I discovered I was a wolf at a very young age but didn't discover/awaken to therianthropy until 2010.

🌱 I'm a practicing, eclectic Witch. I study and actively practice witchcraft with heavy influences from Celtic Shamanism, Norse Heathenry, Shintoism, and Animism. I follow Nature, the Moon Cycles, and the Seasons. 🐺 I believe in all aspects that I am a wolf although I acknowledge that I am biologically human; I just don't identify as human.

🌱 My other hobbies include digital art, music, singing, video gaming, swimming, travelling, hiking, camping, hunting, fishing, herbology, animals, geology, astrology, landscape photography, vulture culture, anime/manga, literature, and more!

🐺 I am happily engaged to my mate and we have two adorable pups, (Chihuahuas) named Taco and Chico!

🌱 I have ADHD. I get hyper-fixated pretty easily and can ramble for hours about certain topics.

🐺 Though I'm cautious with new people, I'm very social and love making new friends!

🌱 My family heritage includes Scotland, Germany, Cherokee/Sioux, and Old Norse.

🐺 I currently live in Central Texas!

🌱 I have central heterochromia; green with amber in the middle. I like to say it's my wolf eyes shining through!

❌DNI LIST❌

p3d0s z00ph1l3s bigots/haters/bullies transphobes/fatphobes anti-kin/anti-therian/anti-furry

🐺 Just be a good person and we'll get along nicely! 🐺

[londonandrewsandme]

LONDON ANDREWS : CAREER TIMELINE Updated for 2025

By Andy Acolyte

2005 & 2006 : A young college girl named Jessica is studying to become a teacher. She is artistic, with interests in painting and photography. She is asked to model in college. Then other photographers ask her to model and she starts to be paid to do it. This helps pay for college and is certainly better than working in a fast food outlet...which is what she was doing at this time. Following advice, rather than using her own name, she needs a pseudonym, a stage name for herself. London Andrews is born.

2007 : She becomes a professional model. London Andrews goes from being a pseudonym to a persona. Jessica becomes London Andrews, on the road as an itinerant glamour model making her living travelling around the States, from one photographer to another. A ‘gypsy model’. Half of this time is spent living and sleeping in her car ; hardly glamorous but an exciting adventure. And sadly all this had been partly been driven by family disputes over her modelling. Even though it had only been part time to help pay for college. Around this time she also did what she regards as her hard core porn work, rather than glamour modelling, nude and erotic photography, working for Scoreland making porn videos etc. She came to regret this work later, but has now made peace with herself over this.

2008 : London's career is going well and she's based in Cleveland, Ohio. She travelled the U.S.A. on modelling assignments with her friend and fellow model, Matthew, fulfilling an ambition to travel the route of Kerouac’s novel, ‘On The Road’.

2009 : She moved to Austin, Texas, to be with a long-term boyfriend. They had a loving, open relationship. Meaning that they were free to be with others while they were apart from each other. As she was travelling all over the States because of her success as a glamour and nude model. Challenging the then monopoly of ‘zero’ size models and becoming a pioneer of plus size modelling.

2010 – London spent a lot of time travelling and modelling with her friend Tracy The Tiger, doing everything from glamour to fetish work. London become a vegetarian. This is very important to her and animal rights and welfare will become something close to her heart.

2011 – She breaks up with her long-term boyfriend and moves back to Rochester in New York State. But, sadly her family fail to support her in this time of need. Despite this she was working hard to maintain her success as a model.

2012 & 2013 – London has a very bad time ! She got into an abusive relationship which was very destructive to her personally and her career. At this time she was a part-time model, part-time dog groomer, full-time victim! The toxic relationship also released a lot of past traumas. During her modelling career, she had been, used: abused : attacked : even raped ! The depth of this only came out with the ‘Me Too’ movement in 2017. She even contemplated her ending modelling and working as a dog groomer full time. Everything went wrong for her and she was hurt very, very badly. The damaging effects of the toxic relationship, coupled with P.T.S.D. from the incidents of abuse she suffered as a model and abuse from the time before she was even modelling, coupled with the after effects of other things she had done to herself, put her in a very dark, depressive place.

2014 – She begins the long and difficult process of rebuilding herself, as well as rebuilding her career as a model. It is a constant struggle to overcome the psychological and emotional damage. She has paid a price for the pleasure she has brought to us. She also becomes a strong advocate for the body positive movement.

2015 – London launches her Patreon page, creating the wonderful glamour and erotica material she has become famous and loved for. She begins travelling again and earning money for her self-shot work as well as working with other photographers. But, due to the effects of her traumas, she limited who she worked with to those she could trust.

2016 – London's hard work starts to pay off. Her Patreon site allows her to travel around the globe to do her self-shot work. She is no longer as reliant on the 'industry' and her own work allowed a level of independence she could only dream of years ago. The success of her hard work allows her to both travel more and put down roots. She is in a position to buy a house for herself in Rochester, NY.

2017 – She is producing monthly updates of photo albums, nude dance videos and erotica. She had done animal welfare voluntary work in the past. Now she travels around the world to do volunteer work and for photography locations. She also added Snap Chat and then Only Fans sites to her portfolio of work. The urge for travel and adventure ; one of the driving forces behind her setting off on the road as a model 10 years before, is powerful. London buys an R.V. and embarks on a six month tour of the U.S.A. ,she heads south for the winter.

2018 – This is a year of big changes for London. First and most importantly, she meets a very special guy during her R.V. Tour. So special that they marry at the end of this year. Next, she had often talked about her plans for 'after London'. When she has finished modelling and the persona of London Andrews is packed away and she will return to being Jessica. This now becomes serious, after all she was now in her mid- thirties. Lastly she fully embraces Veganism.

2019 – London embarks on another R.V. Tour of the U.S.A. But, this time there is a purpose behind the adventure. She has always wished to open an animal sanctuary. Now London was travelling to look for a property to set up this sanctuary. Aiming for the Pacific North West as she was also aiming to reconnect with her family, who are now living in Washington State. She has now found her farm and sold her house in NY....And with all this, she still produces fascinating photographic and video work, which is a reflection of her talents.

2020 – She and her husband, along with friends had been working hard to renovate the rundown farm buildings and make the place suitable to start the farm sanctuary. But, events overtook them and they had to start rescuing animals, before the sanctuary was fully prepared. Such had been the impact of the events of the year 2020. They had to start taking rescues before they had planned. And were involved in evacuating other sanctuaries during the massive wildfires along the Pacific coast. The sanctuary achieved ‘not for profit’ status and work was well underway on the buildings and infrastructure of the farm. Even so, the Only Fans and Patreon work continued to flow and excite. She was also planning other things for the future such as photography and modelling workshops at the sanctuary. (note, the continued Covid virus crisis prevented the workshops being held.)

2021 – This year has been difficult and very stressful for London. First, health : This year had opened with London having an operation for a long standing ankle problem. This left her immobile for several months. Then there is the growing impact that her PCOD/PCOS has had on her, causing deep discomfort, increasing pain and interfering with her modelling work. Next financial : First, she had to raise the money to buy several plots of woodland that surround the sanctuary – at short notice and inside a matter of weeks! Then she has repeatedly lost her Instagram account with 1.4 million followers. This is important because it is her ‘shop window’ , the biggest advert for herself and link to the online world. Then there was the threat over summer that OnlyFans would remove her and all other creators of erotica from their platform. So, all-in-all, difficult year.

2022 Sadly the stresses and difficulties have continued. Perhaps the volume of work at the sanctuary had grown so great that it interfered with London's modelling work. There were also financial pressures on the sanctuary as well. For whatever reason her creation of new work for OnlyFans and Patreon faltered. It was becoming apparent that Jessica was losing interest in her modelling career as London Andrews. Then in October, she seemed to have crisis, with a total blank in posting on any site for many weeks. It was becoming apparent that she was losing interest in her modelling career.

2023 – A very counter-productive year for London. For whatever the reason her creation of modelling work and the maintenance of her online profile faded badly in the first half of the year. She ceased to update her Patreon. Ceased to create new material. Then ceased to update her OnlyFans. She has only updated her OF on a minimal, contractual obligations, level, with no new content. Later in the year she then decided to pick a fight with me and attempt to blame me for not being creative and as an excuse for retiring. This included false accusations, lies, misrepresentation and blackmail. She mislead her subscribers and fans by repeatedly promising’ “30 days of new material”. None of which was ever posted !

2024 – London has not been seen all year. She has merely recycled old work to keep her OF account open. She has disappointed her fans by not keeping promises to post new material. So, the persona of London Andrews appears to have been packed away and Jessica has returned to being just Jessica. On a positive note, she and her husband continue to work hard caring for animals at their sanctuary and in the surrounding community. She is loved , happy and fulfilled – and long my that continue.

Goodbye London Andrews.

Andy Acolyte