I sit, the bamboo in my hands,
The flute plays me, the fingers dance
Catching a glimpse of filterlessness
The world washes over me, weightless
Darkness, light, twilight and shadows
Lose all meaning, lose all substance
Under the white blanket of winter
The seeds feed on earth's wild fire
Nothing changes, everything does
The Stillness grows, and love pours out
I've been taking pictures of nude models for more than a decade, now, and I've long been very comfortable with female nudity in all forms. I've also been talking about being myself comfortable with my own nudity, and I've been enjoying going to naturist spas...
But a part of me is not quite at peace with me... I don't see myself as attractive, especially not in the nude, and it's something that I feel is stopping me from fully engaging in some parts of my life.
So I've decided that it's time for some shock therapy: I'll enlist my photographer friends and pose nude for them, and I'll turn my own lens on myself also...
And now for some philo