I met her again: my quiet, fragile being with her body so transparent as if it was made of ice. I took her to the woods, undressed her and watched how strongly she reminds me of my own fear. That day I took many photos. Every one of them bears the signs of death (as the marks of her hands on my back).
I love how the picture is so multi-layered that is has a lot of depth despite the constrast. Great!
how you do this gloomy effect?
Lovely, soft and chilling.
your work is impressive...
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