Eroticism of Life

I am a woman of water

I am a woman of water

There have always been images of women in water. Cascading, soft, flowing, delicate...annoying! Why do they look oblivious to the real world? As I was waking up in my life, I wanted pictures of it, pictures of me in water. I did not want to cascade anymore -- I wanted images to help me get back to my long lost self.

Part of My Soul Journey

Part of My Soul Journey

The forest became a place to be in my body in a new way, with a new attitude and possibilities.  Being naked among the trees quickly felt quite natural (apart from the cold, ha!), and the process of photographing different aspects felt like an act of storytelling from my inner self. 

Feeling like myself for the first time

Feeling like myself for the first time

Unveiling the shroud of mystery, wouldn't that be the most peaceful dream for our body and soul? I realized: The hardest censor ever, might be myself.