What stories do we tell our children?

Little May, just 7 months old, sat in the middle of the big big bed, looking at me with curious eyes. I sat by the bedside, and held her tiny hand gently in mine. They felt so tender, fragile. I could feel her fingers move a little. I gave her a baby handshake. She stared…

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On Sensuality

When I started nude photography, I was expecting my clients to be young, good-looking, with hour-glass bodies to show the world. I was expecting beautiful-looking people. But mostly, I was wrong.

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