25% off Hoodies and Sweatshirts. 20% off everything else. Use MANICMON


Nude, in the right place. At the right time. With the right people.

Once you’ve reached the orange gate, beside the road, half-way between the country town and the well-known caves, about 2 hours’ drive south of Sydney, you start to relax.
Carefully keeping the car in low gear, you descend into the valley, getting rolled about a bit, you reach the flat, open area, below and you see the first nude person, casually going about their business, near their tent, or caravan.
You feel the warmth of the valley and the stillness, apart from the constant sound of the river, down among the trees.
You park the car to go and let them know you’ve arrived and walk past the pool, where there are several nude people, reading a book, or the newspaper or sitting on the benches at the picnic tables, chatting.
You enter the office and the nude lady, who has now known you, since she first showed you around, a long time ago, is pleased to see you.
You collect the keys to the cabin and ten minutes later the clothes are off; jug boiled; coffee made and, on the towel, on the chair, on the verandah, you’re nude and totally relaxed.
A few more things out of the car. Put in the towel and keys, into the backpack and, nude, except for your sneakers, you go for your first of many walks.
Most of the cabins, on the side of the road and up the hill are locked andsilent.
You spot the first very colourful birds, and go down the big dip and up again and you’re on the path beside the flat section, where, during the hottest part of the year, there will be a number of tents pitched and nude people on deck-chairs beside them, reading newspapers, or lying on a towel reading a book.
There are always several dozen kangaroos grazing.
In the distance, well ahead, another nude body (or perhaps a couple) is (are) taking the same stroll, heading for The Cascades or one of the river beaches.
Nude people, passed on those walks say a friendly hello and walk on. Sometimes asking how far it is to the nearest crossing.
Being nude, at this naturist resort is not about the body being a work of art.
Although, of course, in a sense, it is.
Being nude in the warmth of the Australian bush, or sitting nude, on the rocks with the river running over your legs, looking up the sides of the valley, or down the river, is just so relaxing.
Being nude there feels as close to nature, as you can get.
Just as being nude on one of Australia’s few legal beaches is also a most enjoyable way to feel free and one with nature.
Whether standing in the water, chatting to other nude people or taking a very long walk along the edge of the surf.
Nude is good. At the right time. In the right place.



Ramsgate, Australia

  • Artist

Artist's Description

Nude is such a loaded word. Being nude under the shower is normal. Being nude under the shower, in company, has implications. Being nude with strangers, is fine, on the legal nude beach, or the clothes-optional retreat, or any other appropriate place, at the right time in the right company.



desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait
desktop tablet-landscape content-width tablet-portrait workstream-4-across phone-landscape phone-portrait

10% off

for joining the Redbubble mailing list

Receive exclusive deals and awesome artist news and content right to your inbox. Free for your convenience.