The Train Journey

The low soft hum of the train in the station

Sends yellow sparks high with the smell of bacon.

All hands in pockets and zips done up tightly

As the cold on the platform grips ever so slightly.

The smell of the coffee beans float in the air

Oh why wont that woman sit still on this chair?

A funny looking bloke all dressed up to the nines

As another cancellation’s  announced over the lines.

Thousands, well hundreds, well maybe a lot

Stand formlessly looking at each other, and why not.

A young girl yawns widely did she not get her sleep?

As another stairs gormlesly down at her feet.

Please wake me please wake me when the train does arrive.

Or is this a dream and the connection is life?

 

Kendo x

 

 

 

INK2 ‘Defining the Ink’

I thought I’d better start writing some blog posts about the work we are doing, I also have no idea how to upload a picture here so I am testing out a few different ideas so lets see what happens. This still was taken from our new film INK2 ‘Defining the Ink’ where you will be able to see teaser bites as they are edited on our website or heres a few links for you. Ink2 is looking great and should be released later this year, fingers crossed. The first chapter  has taken us nearly a month to edit, so chapter2 should be down to two weeks. That said we are looking at a three to four month edit on this film, which makes this one of our longest edits to date, but hey creativity is creativity.

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Look Into My Eye

A Personal Success

So where did this the self belief come from?

 

Well I can tell you one thing it wasn’t always like this, I remember being scared of my own shadow, not being able to look at anybody in the eye I would just walk along the streets looking at the blank  pavements, staring at the cold grey squares as the passers-by walked along their merry way, not caring, not thinking, not even seeing me. I think that’s the thing, the key, caring, caring about what other people think, and what they think about you in particular.

For me that feeling of not belonging changed the moment I walked into a gym, for then I had found a new home, a home that to me was like finding a new me, a new beginning no more looking at the grey squares. Looking back that was the start of Kendo.

I had found the key to unlock a side to me that I’d never known was there, and that side was called self belief. A self belief with a burning desire for competition in all shapes and forms, some good and some bad, but a great mix especially if you want to succeed in my opinion in life.

My first gym instructor, an old chinese guy called Ken, would tell me years later that the moment I walked through the gym door he took one look at me and thought to himself no way, no way would I achieve anything with my genetics, but the one thing he said I did have going for me was a burning desire that he had not seen before, he had not seen this kind of desire in the countless years he had been training hundreds of guys. I became one of the best bodybuilders on the South Coast with my skinny little genetics only stopping competition when I found out just how many steroids needed to be taken to compete on the bigger stage. For me my health and life were more important than shiny gold cups and sticking needles in your butt. So at twenty four i stopped competing, I will never give up my training for as long as I live, its in my blood, but at least I can say my bloods clean. My first ever bodybuilding show  I can remember as if it were yesterday. I turned up at this event in Southsea with a big support network, well my mum and friends, and a load of sandwiches and chocolate cake. I was competing against fourteen other guys that day. As a first timer anybody who hadn’t competed before could compete at any age and any level and they did. There were some big guys in that first show, but the thing I had going for me was again self belief, desire and a hunger to win and of course a fantastic body ripped and symmetrical. Of course I won that show and countless more. But I do remember looking at every competitor on that day looking and thinking to myself, I can do better than that, that’s self belief.

It amazes me when I see male models taking steroids and growth hormone just to look good in front of camera, Jesus guys how important is your health? Come on just try and get your cock hard first.

I wrote a personal statement two years ago and I read it to myself every single day and night, when I wake up and when I go to bed that statement focuses me on the day ahead and what I will achieve with my life, what’s important, what’s truly important. I first learnt about these personal statements through my AID class at Martial Arts, (Acredited Instructor Development) I was introduced to great books like Think and Grow Rich, Children are from Heaven, One minute manager, the golden ticket, Bounce and many many more through my Instructor, he is a brilliant martial artist, he has been training for around thirty years and as soon as I met him I instantly recognised there was something about him I wanted to learn more about, what he knew about life and martial arts were combined into one, and I wanted to know more. That’s the thing in life if your smart you might know the answers to the questions, if your smarter you might know the real questions to ask. So I joined his martial arts academy and more important I began doing Instructor training lessons with him, talking to him and other like minded people about life, goals and achieving them. Now I train with him one to one, and the other instructor, another great young man who will do wonderful things with his life and his martial arts, and that’s what its about for me, success, success in business success in life. Be it competing with somebody else or competing with yourself. For creating a better person and in doing so creating a better life for yourself and family.

See what you want, focus on that thing until it becomes a burning desire, a desire that however hard must be achieved at any cost because there is not second chance.

Good luck and I hope my positive tweets help and if they don’t read them until they do.

Kendo out x

Part 1 Measuring Success

Firstly my apologies because as I started writing this blog post yesterday as usual it rambled on and on, and to be honest with you I didn’t even scratch the surface of what I wanted to say so I have rewritten some of the beginning now.

It seems like forever since my last blog post but what a five weeks I’ve had. I don’t think I have ever been so ill for such a period of time.

My first draft went into detail but sounded a bit naff, so lets just say for four weeks I have had flu, there that has cut down the rambling.

On a more positive note we did start shooting a film for the French company Marc Dorcel, as if you didn’t know they were French, and I am honoured to say that in thirty years I am the first British Director to have worked for them.

Anyway I am feeling healthy and raring to go in fact I had my first workout today, being Sunday, and of course I took it easy but yes it was great to get back down the gym, I have lost over fifteen pounds.

This year is panning out nicely and looks to be a much better year than last year so fingers crossed.

I posted on twitter this week and asked what I should write my new blog post about and I got a few answers but one stood out, business and my success. Well if I was to sit here typing about my success I’d probably sound a bit arrogant and a bit of a big head, but then that all depends on what you measure success with?

I do love my life and my job but I feel my greatest success comes in my personal life. I have written about my past and the darkness it holds, how I lost friends, served time in prison, my partying and drug taking, but my biggest success is my family and my wife. Today I don’t drink, well hardly ever, I haven’t touched anything that I shouldn’t have for a long long time, so when I think of my greatest success and achievements to date it must be how I am as a person, as a family man, a husband a dad, and I owe that to my beautiful wife Lisa.

Enough you say, you want to know how I made such a success of myself in the Adult industry, all right Porn industry. Well to be honest with you I don’t feel that Kendo as a Director is that well known, and that I feel is down to lack of marketing and advertising. But this year I am trying to work on this, starting with social networking and building my web presence, but any advice will be greatly received.

For me the first thing that I feel puts you on the right road to success is self belief. You have to have it and have it in abundance but don’t get confused with self-belief and ego, ego will eat you up and spit you out, whereas self-belief just pats you on the back every so often.

You must bring something new to the table, and that table is again called success, if you look at my work I promise you it will look totally different to ninety five percent of all the other porn shot on a daily basis, period. Now does that make my work great porn, of course not but it does make it unique and that is a big bargaining chip in this industry. So I concentrate on what I’m good at and don’t worry about what other Directors are doing, and what I’m good at is looking and understanding human chemistry and human emotion and the finer details. How I look at the individual model and what they bring to my set, the argument on the train journey, the split up with their boyfriend or girlfriend, all the real stuff that happens to every one of us everyday on a daily basis, this is what I look for, and when I find it I try to capture it and build on it, not on a models pain but to channel that pain into a sexual tension on set.

The studio then becomes my arena to do this, I start looking at the space, my space, 360 degrees around my shooting area, how can I light this area, my arena? How can I bring out the chemistry and emotion and set it on fire?

The small candle flickering in the background, the colour mix of daylight and tungsten all around me, painting my human abstract forms like any artist paints his subject. The colours of the fabrics in the background, the leather the silk and what they say to me, what they scream out about the connection on my set, the paintings and abstract shapes in the background, every single smallest detail there because its decided to be there. Everything that ties in to my scene is thought about in detail for a long time sometimes days before the actual scene starts to unfold. I go to the studio with my guys and start to set up the lighting, the furniture, the props and then obviously on the actual day, that day, well that’s when the magic truly begins.

So where did my self-belief come from…

I wanted to say I love you

Six o’clock this morning I woke up and wrote this thinking of my dad.

 

 

I wanted to say I love you, but I could not say the words

I wanted to say I love you, but I knew you’d think it  absurd

I wanted to say I love you, when you held me in your arms so tight

I wanted to say I love you, when in the  distance I saw a light

I wanted to say I love you, when the world was all a blur

I wanted to say I love you, when at that moment I did not care

I wanted to say I love you, even though those things weren’t said

I wanted to say I love you, when you taught us hide them in your head

I wanted to say I love you, when towering over me that night you were so tall

I wanted to say I love you, when every day and night I felt so small

I wanted to say I love you, that night when you were there

For in the morning I could not say I love you, dad, as you were gone for evermore

 

I was in bed most of yesterday with a viral chest infection I caught from my son and I felt that poem just needed to get out so I picked up my iPad which is kept next to the bed and I started typing. As I have said and written before I felt as a young lad I was brought up quite strictly, no violence or abuse just strictly. My earliest memories were of having a kiss planted firmly on my forehead which changed quickly into a hand shake a few years to come. Now I am sure that there will be many people over the years who read this and think to themselves lucky lad he escaped the violence and abuse. From a young age we were taught that was my brother and I, to be seen and not heard. As I got older I recognised a feeling of fear that came over me as  my dads key was placed in the front door and the door slowly opened.

How many children just kick their shoes off without untying the laces? My dad would tie the laces into tiny knots around ten to twenty knots per shoe and  we would have to untie them before we could use them again. If we had no homework we would have an hours reading and writing that my dad would then check and if there were spelling mistakes we would have to check every single word. If our bedrooms were left a little untidy my dad would go into our bedroom and pull everything out of our cupboards, everything, and leave it in a big pile on the bedroom floor.

I remember having three paper rounds as a young boy and working in a sweet shop too numbering all the papers for the other paper rounds. I used to get up really early, sometimes at four thirty. I remember once, when I was out on my paper round standing under a big tree one morning as the rain was falling all around me, this big tree sheltered me from that cold winters morning, my bright yellow two piece waterproofs kept me dry. A street light lit the rain as it fell to the ground and the branches of the tree glowed a warm orange as the cold all around me tried to creep in, but that big old tree kept me safe.

Anyway I know my dad loved me even though I never remember him saying it, but is that a sin? I might of been rebellious but then who isn’t growing up? Maybe the way my dad was brought up, I know his father worked for the church, a vicar I think, maybe my dad being in the army had something to do with his little ways or maybe it was because he was only seventeen when he met my mum and maybe he was just too young.

What did my dad teach me? Don’t be afraid of words like I love you, sure don’t just throw them around to strangers or for no reason what so ever. No but if you truly mean them tell that person, young or old, male or female, don’t hold them inside for the day as I did when they will be locked away forever.

I promise next week I’ll talk about some porn, but maybe this week, feeling a bit ill made me think of things locked away just under the surface. Have a great week

Kendo out x

 

Who is Kendo? Part5

I must say that I have really enjoyed writing this blog so far, and I have felt it to be quite an easy and theaputic thing to do. By now you should have a deeper insight into who is Kendo, who is Kendo the Porn Director, who is Kendo the person. The question now I suppose is where do I go from here?

Well let’s face it you are reading this blog and this blog is about a Porn Director, so in all fairness I kind of think you have an idea where it will go, or maybe you don’t, lets see.

Do I see what I do as porn or do I see it as something else, maybe something like ART! Well the answer to that is quite simple. I believe it doesn’t matter how I see what I do rather how you see what I do. But then again thats not really true is it. We are both as important as each other, the way I see it and the way you see it, both equal, interesting. If I was to tell you that I saw what I was doing as a mixture of art and adult, would you believe me? If I was to tell you that I was not that interested in the actual fucking side of things and rather the beauty of two people coming together as one, would you think I was talking a load of old rubbish or would I be talking the truth? Interestingly, I am actually thinking on that for a few seconds as I hope you will, please don’t scan read my words, they are not written to be scanned, rather understood. If you have ever watched any of my behind the scenes interviews you will see that what I do I take very serioously, BUT I do like to have a laugh and have a relaxed atmosphere on set, come on can you actually really truely imagine the stress that the male model might be going through before I or any other so called Director sayd those imortal words, ACTION? Well do you? Take away the soft focused edges, the magical mystical blurring, the beautiful music track, the slick edit and what do you have? PORN I love this Industry.

I started college a year and a half ago because I had so much free time on my hands I was not really achieving anything with my time well my free time. Now that sounds a little bad so let me explain. Sure I work a lot with with my editors but there’s only so much time they need me sitting next to them, asking them questions pushing their creative buttons extracting something deep within them that 95% of other Directors don’t even know exists or don’t care exists. It was Lisa who said to me about going back to college and it was never to start a five year BA course in Fine Art. She suggested I go back to college in my free time and do some screen printing. I had done a summer course with a great guy called Clive Vosper, a brilliant artist five years before and, I loved it. Anyway Lisa said go and do some screen printing but the problem was they were not running any courses at the time, but they were advertising a BA course in Print making, so I thought that sounds good to me not knowing just how much work would be entailed.

At the interview I had to take in mainly work related photographs, yes the work photographs that I am talking about were porn work photographs, Nothing too explicit, but what’s explicit to an art teacher and what’s explicit to a Porn Director might be two different things all together, might they not? So I had the interview and there and then they offered me a place on the BA Fine Art course, I asked about the printing course but was told “Sorry that course is not running anymore” erm “But you could do some printing on the fine art course if you’d like” OK they sold it to me and I was to start that September.

When I started the course I found I was in a group of eleven women, no men, all over Forty something and all coming from totally different backgrounds. Luckily having fifteen years experience with taking my own clothes off in front of screaming mental women, directing porn films gave me a perfect grounding with dealing with eleven women.

They are a great bunch of ladies like I said all from different backgrounds but a great bunch. We have had a couple of ladies drop out since the course started but we are now in our flow, producing some pretty cool work, even setting up a website that will being going live, to be launched later this year and even having our first exhibition in June of this very same year.

Since starting the art course I have always wanted and believed that my work in the Porn Industry and my art work would cross over and connect with one another. I have thought that my work would be the vehicle to focus my art. I have been working with different ideas for this and now I have a strong visual idea and focus on how this will happen. Since you are reading this blog and I hope enjoying the words I am writing then you will be privy to see how this will emerge and unfold, together in unity, a beautiful balance. I have always known from the start that it will happen, just not knowing how it will happen, but I promise you it will. This is true self belief, knowing.

So I spend two days a week, Wednesday and Thursday all day at college. I start my day on a Wednesday doing my early morning chores, I get up for 6:45 then I go to the gym with my wife Lisa at the for eightish until around nine, nine thirty. I then go to college until about four, I go home have some food see the boys and Lisa then I go and train at my martial arts in the evening until nine. Thursday I go to college until  four then I do a creative writing lesson after college until about five, so pretty full on and I also have to fit in going over the guys work, what they have been editing on those days. It is busy but balance is good. I am not wasting my time away, how many of us just sit in front of the TV and think somebody is going to knock on the front door and change our lives, come on wake up get out there and go and meet the world head on, take what you want but take it the right way. If you don’t have drive, desire, self belief then get it and get it not, read books like, Lifes Golden Ticket, Bounce, Buisness Stripped Bare, The one minute manager, Children are from Heaven, and my favourite Think and Grow Rich. That’s why at the weekend I don’t do any work, well try not to and try and just chill out with my beautiful wife and our beautiful boys.

So see you soon, well next week,  Kendo out x

 

Who is Kendo? Part4

So wow when I thought about starting to blog I had no idea just what  would come from my mouth, well my head, I’m not sitting here actually talking to myself, even though I do do that, well come on, we all do don’t we?

So I have just finished another pressure point lesson, my head is hurting, my fingers are really sore, my lower leg is killing me and I have tingles throughout my hand. Come on I know I must be a little nuts, but sitting here in the AID room at the martial arts academy where I do my training, I find myself with forty-five minutes to spare to write before my street fighting lesson, this lesson I actually help teach. I have been training now for about three years in KFM and for me it’s the most real martial art I have trained in, and I have trained in a few over the years, it’s routes are from the streets of spain, Spanish street fighting.

So you know I have been a competitive bodybuilder many many moons ago, you know I enjoy martial arts. You know I have always had a love for photography, you know I am forty three now and I have been on a BA Fine Art Course for a year and a half. You know I used to be in a strip group, I was a stripper for about thirteen years. But did you know I love scuba diving, come on. I actually trained to become a Dive Master that’s one below instructor and I loved it. I have tried free diving and managed to hold my breath for three minutes under water, I really enjoyed that too. I used to play Sunday league football for a trendy pub, well wine bar until I got booted out for a violent act.

Now whatever you may be thinking I am not a violent man so to speak I do not or have not ever really gone out looking for trouble, but trouble always seemed to find me. I must admit working in the Porn industry being recognised as the ‘Porn Star’ and I personally  hate that title too, for me the stars are way up in the sky and they always look down upon us and I never looked down upon anybody. So throw in a lot of recreational drugs and the whole porn thing, throw in a couple of mates who did enjoy trouble and partying and what do you have? that’s it a Saturday night out. I am so pleased all that is behind me, now I don’t drink, I have never smoked, I don’t touch any drugs ever anymore and my whole life is so much cleaner I feel so much healthier. I usually get up at around 6:30 every morning and feel fantastic, usually, I do have a cold at the moment and you know what us guys are like with our colds and our man flu.

I remember the first time I saw her, my best friend lay dying in a hospital, we were on a boys holiday in Ibiza and Lisa had flown over with my friends wife to turn off his life support machine, there was something about her, maybe her long brown hair or maybe her deep brown eyes or maybe just that the circumstances were that terrible that we had this affinity together, we seemed to be there for each other, maybe even more so than any of the others in this tragic event. Chris was thirty nine, yes just thirty nine years of age and he was going to be dead within a couple of days. I would stay on a couple more days to bring his body back to the UK a couple more days after the rest of the boys on holiday with us had gone home, me on my own in the party capital just waiting to re patronise my best friends body. A very strange feeling watching happy holiday makers party whilst all you wanted to do was cry. I did have Lisa on the end of he phone and some nights we chatted for hours and that was my guiding light. A truly terrible terrible time for us all. Chris was the most amazing friend and guy I knew and is sadly missed but always remembered, he loved my job, loved it and was so proud of me. He loved partying he loved life and we loved him.

When I got back to the UK I said to Lisa that we should not see each other for a while due to the strange circumstances that had brought us together, she had also split up with her ex boyfriend so I thought that would give us the time we needed to understand our feelings, we didn’t need anytime we were born to be together we had found our ways home and when I met her it was the worst time of my life and with her began the best time of my life. That was eight years ago, we have been married now for four and a half years and we have two beautiful boys.

Lisa was unhappy at work and at that time I was working with a company that took me away from home filming for a week every single month, idiots they just didn’t know a good thing when they had it and ripped me off for over forty grand and that’s probably for part5 but for now back to part four. I said to lisa why don’t you leave your work and come and work with me. She had no experience with cameras or editing or models or anything within the adult industry, but she knew me and I knew her and knew that she could achieve anything she put her mind too. So I set out teaching her how to use the camera, then how to edit films, moved on to taking photographs, she would book the models and finally even direct scenes. A lot of her work ended up on our TV’s yes she got really good. So we live together, we work together we train in the gym together and at weekends we turn off our phones and just spend our time with our boys and we try and see nobody else not even our own family.

I am  now a man who is not afraid to show his emotions, I am pleased I am an emotional guy, I am pleased I cry at films and can admit it. You see me tweet on a daily basis about self belief about recognising your dreams and talents, I really buy into the whole positive thinking bit. I am pleased I can show my boys the true beauty in life, what surrounds us everyday, show them how to be strong, show them how to understand their own feelings. Teach them how to stand up against bully’s , yes I was bullied years ago. I say this because my father could not show me these things he found it very difficult showing his sensitive side. He found it difficult to show emotion, to show love, the love and understanding we sometimes need to be shown. He was a young man when he married my mum, I was about a year old I was born from her previous marriage. I never knew my real father nor did I ever feel I wanted to. I am a strong believer that we choose our friends but not our family. Sometimes I felt my dad did not really love me as much as he loved my brother, his real son. We were always arguing, I suppose looking back I was a bit of a rebellious lad. The only time I really saw him show affection was on my engagement night I was eighteen, I had had a skinful and was in a really bad way. I remember he walked me around this big car park, holding me up, looking after me. I remember crouching to the floor and looking up at him, I wanted to tell him I loved him, the words were on the tip of my tongue but I could not say them, then I passed out. I had alcoholic poisoning. The next morning I woke up to a house full of people it was about five thirty, six o’clock, my mum came into me, sat me on my bed and told me my dad had died in the night from a massive heart attack, he was thirty six years old.

 

 

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Who Is Kendo? Part3

It’s funny sitting here in the print room at college makes me think about how I have changed as a person. How we all change as people or maybe we don’t. I have an assessment in one hour and it took me two hours this morning to put up 100 photographs on a wall and install a conceptual piece, but this is about who is Kendo is it not? Well I suppose my art and my work are Kendo.

Over the past five years it’s interesting for me to look back at the many many films I have produced for companies like Private, Playboy, TVX and Daring. I was producing twenty films a year when I signed my exclusive deal with Daring that cut the films produced  to twelve a year. Twelve is a good number as I have two great editors who work on the films and simple mathematics says that if they do six films each that allows them eight weeks per film. Yes we spend eight weeks editing per film we have cut down the edit time from three months, yes three months is what Bondage Thoughts took, to two months per film.

I see how my style has changed over those years and I see how I have evolved. For me it’s more about human chemistry, emotion, the kind of substance that I cannot really write into a script, its rather the baggage, what the model brings with them. How they are feeling that day, have they had an argument or row on the train journey to me, anybody can shoot porn and I mean anybody. I could take any Joe Blog off the street and within a day I could teach them how to shoot porn, anybody, FACT. But shooting chemistry, understanding emotion now that’s a beautiful challenge, especially when you shoot it with a artistic flair. So yes I am interested in shooting beautiful people, and I have said this before but anybody who falls in front of my camera will always be beautiful. I am interested in capturing real chemistry, emotion, beauty and realism in a very artistic way, the sex is purely the vehicle to deliver the REAL essence that I am in tune with, is this a bit deep?.

A couple of years ago I was so bored with shooting my Z1, or more in particular I was so bored with the look I was getting with the Z1 that I put it down, picked up my stills camera and started shooting the rest of the film and that film was Sheer Nylon with my Canon 5DII. I love the shallow depth of field that this camera with a prime lens gives me. It allows me to take the viewer to exactly where I want to take him or her within the field of focus, within my field of focus. Funny but when I started shooting with the 5DII it shot 30 frames per second and it would take us up to two months to convert the footage into the format and codec we needed, that was before we even started editing with it, MAD? Oh yes I have been told that many times.

I always try and push myself when I am shooting a film, when I finish a shoot I am totally exhausted, my brain works like this. We shoot three cameras on a shoot. Each camera is shooting hard then each camera is shooting soft, three at a time, sound confusing? It is a little. Most producers/ Directors  either shoot one camera which shoots hard then soft or they shoot two cameras one camera shoots hard whilst the second shoots soft. So why am I telling you this, not to impress you I don’t really need to do that but rather impress upon you how my brain sees whats going on in front of me, it sees three different images at any one time, it sees how the edit will unfold as the scene is happening, so I am thinking about three different images at any one time and I am also  thinking how they will all cut together at the same time, that’s why I am knackered at the end of a shoot. Oh yes and I only give myself one hour to actually shoot the whole scene, start to finish, one hour.

So about a year ago I had this idea to take our current filming style and cut it to shreds and re edit the film with all the time lines and scenes unfolding together, a spliced film so to speak, well thats what I call it, my editors call it a pain in the arse. I spoke to Lisa my wife about the idea as I do everything, she is the person who talks sense into me and is my best friend, she said to me well this film will either be crap or brilliant. I don’t do crap. So we started to shoot these inter spliced time lines, the first film to have this idea  was Stilettos. I called the film Stilettos as almost a homage to the first film I shot for Private whish was called Stiletto which was nominated for six or eight AVN’s I cannot remember. I thought that when I shot the film for Private it was like a milestone for me and this new shooting style felt the same kind of milestone. A few years ago I told Lisa that I wanted to work for Private and within six months I was. I put so much pressure on my shoulders when I shot Stiletto it was unreal. I shot the film and I decided I wanted to edit the film myself, Private said “no problems Kenny but we won’t pay you for it as you have signed a contract”. I said no problems I wanted, rather I needed to edit that film as I saw it, as I knew it needed to be, when we gave it over to PRIVATE, they said “Kenny from now on you edit your films and we will pay you for it”.

I put the same pressure on myself with Bondage Thoughts. This was the first film I shot for Daring, why do I do this? Why because I care, I care more than anything else, I have a deep deep desire to succeed, to be different, I have a self belief that has to be fed. I have to push myself further than anybody else can push me. Money is not the most important thing to me, the most important thing to me is to create something beautiful and something very different. I believe that there is not one other Adult Film Director who produces the same look as I do and in this industry. That is a massive statement to make. I have created a style that is recognisable instantly, you may or may not like it. I hope you do, but it is a style and it is mine and when we all shoot the same subject matter with pretty much the same kind of cameras to create something unique for me that is a great thing. But I have such a long way to go, but the journey is great and fun.

Wow do I ramble, I don’t even think I have said what  I thought I was going to say when I started writing this blog post, but like I have said before I will write from my heart. I am not a writer and ramblings will be encountered along the way, sorry.

Part 4 next week, have a beautiful week and believe in yourself, because if you don’t why should anybody else – Kendo x

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