Juliana Beasley estudiÃ³ foto en NYU. Al salir de la universidad se diÃ³ cuenta que no era tan fÃ¡cil encontrar trabajo en el mundo del arte. DecidiÃ³ volverse lapdancer profesional y asÃ seguir tomando fotos. Ocho aÃ±os y muchos movimientos de cadera despuÃ©s de haber comenzado: un libro que combina sus dos carreras. Y unos aÃ±os despuÃ©s de eso: un taller en TÃ³xico Lab, la prÃ³xima semana, junto con Tema Stauffer.
Truth or Dare?
Un poco de ambos, probablemente.
Juliana tells us:
“When I discovered lap dancing, I was delighted because my job description was cut and dryâ€”no more conniving for tips. I provided a service and was paid upfront. I had the freedom of choice to interact with customers verbally if I cared to, but my income didnâ€™t depend on me making conversation with men or developing regulars. If they were difficult, I always had the option of turning my back and walking away. Since alcohol is not served in nude clubs, I never felt the pressure to sit with a customer for drinks, which invariably left me with a hangover the next morning. I personally found it less emotionally taxing.
Besides doing the obligatory dance setsâ€”either sharing the stage with other dancers or performing aloneâ€”I made the majority of my money walking up to customers and soliciting â€œprivate dancesâ€â€”lap dancesâ€”and taking them into â€œprivateâ€ areas of the club. Private dances are really not so private: they are often wedged between undulating couples biding for space. During peak hours on Fridays and Saturdays, customers and dancers wait their turn outside the lap dance room.
A lap dance has a beginning, a middle, and an end. First, I would systematically lay down a cloth on the customersâ€™ laps, then grind against their crotches, either by straddling them frontally or by rubbing my buttocks against their groins. In nude lap dance clubs, many dancers carry around personal wraps or leave them in the lap dance room. They lay the material across customersâ€™ laps to provide a hygienic barrier between themselves and rough or dirty pants and unwanted fluids.”
Read more here, on Juliana’s personal blog.