Quiet Time

I grew up with a male-oriented view of eroticism, courtesy of my dad’s avid consumerism of magazines such as Playboy, Penthouse and a bunch of other, harder-core titles. Looking at the photos, I gleaned a lot in terms of lighting, posing, and male-oriented porn. It also taught me a lot about physiology — you can learn to draw the Marvel way, but if you don’t have a good grasp of anatomy, she won’t fly — no pun intended.

But I am very much a woman. The things that turn a man on are not necessarily what turns me on, and I think it shows in my erotic and fetish photography.

I like simple. I like texture. I like how jewelery sits on a person’s neck. I like how a person feels comfortable in their own skin.

I like quiet time that translates through the lens into the picture.


A Facebook friend wrote on his wall tonight, “Do you believe in love after love?”


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