FROM ODE TO A NAKED BEAUTY BY PABLO NERUDA

IT IS NOT SO MUCH LIGHT THAT FALLS

OVER THE WORLD
EXTENDED BY YOUR BODY
ITS SUFFOCATING SNOW,
AS BRIGHTNESS, POURING ITSELF OUT OF YOU,
AS IF YOU WERE
BURNING INSIDE.

UNDER YOUR SKIN THE MOON IS ALIVE.

Many years ago, I took these soft images of women by candlelight. I wanted to recreate those old 1910 photographs that I adored so much. I just love the soft subtle lines of these women’s beautiful bodies.

I dug these prints up out of one of the many boxes in my studio closet filled with prints that I made back in the day of film and dark rooms. I dusted them off and scanned them to breathe life into them once again.

Pablo’s poem and these images inspire me to explore more alternative image making.