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She stands where shadow tightens its grip,
arms crossed not to hide, but to listen.
The body remembers what language forgets:
the quiet weight of instinct,
the tenderness of restraint,
the animal patience of becoming.
Antlers curve like thoughts that never fully leave the mind —
present, hovering, protective.
Not a pose, but a pause.
Not surrender, but concentration.
A moment where strength turns inward
and waits.
A face opening like a quiet dawn,
feathers gathering where words would be.
A softness that almost speaks,
a trembling held perfectly still.
And then —
only the body,
unwritten and unguarded,
moving through shadow like a thought
that refuses to disappear.
Two moments,
woven from breath and dusk,
tender, untamed,
and alive with the echo
of something yet unnamed.
She rests between breath and gravity,
a body stretched into quiet resistance.
Light skims across skin like a held thought,
revealing tension, release, and the fragile balance in between.
Nothing moves—yet everything is alive
in this brief pause where strength becomes stillness.
She stands suspended between shadow and radiance,
a figure half-born of the forest, half-formed of breath and memory.
The antlers curve around her like echoes of an ancient animal grace,
turning her body into a quiet myth—
fierce, fragile, and defiantly alive.
Her face hidden, her presence unmistakable.
A moment carved from light, becoming its own wild language.
„A Wing Made of Disappearance“ is part of a long term project. The series “Featherest” explores moments of dissolution, transition, and the shifting boundaries of identity. The figure within the work does not function as a portrait but as a surface for projection—an entity suspended between visibility and disappearance. It is less a photo of something than a photo about something: an image that resists depiction in favor of evocation.
Through controlled motion, blurred contours, and the presence of dark, feather-like structures, the series creates a visual language of transformation. These forms operate simultaneously as shield, veil, and catalyst, suggesting both protection and metamorphosis. The body becomes an impression rather than an object—an emotional resonance rather than a fixed shape.
Light fractures the form; shadow gathers around it. In this collision of atmosphere and gesture, photography moves toward painting, toward something more fluid and uncertain. The work dwells in the in-between: the moment where identity becomes mutable, where the self is revealed not through clarity but through its unraveling.
“Featherest” invites the viewer into this threshold space—a place where the image does not explain but suggests, where interpretation becomes an act of intimacy, and where the unseen becomes momentarily perceptible.
Teilnehmer: Model Emerika
Tanz. Dunkelheit. Schwarzweiß.
Jovanna schwingt das Tuch, die Schleife. Immer wieder sich drehend, beugend, wieder aufstehend, so verschafft sie dem Betrachter viele Ansichten.
Danke, Jovanna.
Nude photography, when approached as a personal journey, is less about exposure and more about finding yourself. It invites us to see the human body not as something to hide or judge, but as a landscape of form, light, and story. We learn to love ourselves, no matter our looks, imperfections, or age.
When you’re in front of a camera, you can’t hide behind anything. What remains is honesty—an authenticity that can feel both fragile and empowering.
When we see how light plays on our skin, we treat our bodies with more care. The body is no longer an object of comparison, but a vessel of life and expression.
Nude photography can help us heal, fight shame, and find our own definition of beauty. It is about the inner change, not just the images. It is a practice of honesty, empowerment, and connection—an art form that teaches us to see the human body, and ourselves, with dignity and wonder.
Gib Jovanna einen Stuhl und schon beginnt die Reise durch die Posen. Linksgedreht, rechtsgestreckt, Blick zum Himmel oder erdwärts…
Hat Spaß gemacht!
reading
Suse neulich während unseres Berlintrips.
Wir haben diese Tour primär dafür genutzt, um Menschen zu treffen und ein wenig Kultur zu erleben. Und natürlich auch, um das Vibrieren der Großstadt zu spüren. Was sehr beeindruckend für Kleinstadtmenschen wie uns sein kann.
Es ist wichtig, sich bei all dem auch Zeit für sich zu nehmen. Z.B. für Gespräche und Spaziergänge.
Oder einfach auch fürs nichts tun, und ein wenig Musik zu genießen.
Denn solche Reisen planen wir ohne vollgestopften Stundenplan. Es werden keine hektischen To-Do Listen vorbereitet und abgearbeitet.
Sondern wir versuchen runter zu kommen. Anzukommen. Zu uns zu finden.
Etwas was im Alltag leider oft untergeht.
Natürliche gibt es Dinge, an die wir uns halten müssen. Fahrpläne, Öffnungszeiten, Verabredungen…
Doch sollten wir uns den Luxus gönnen zwuischen all diesen Notwendigkeiten genug Zeit zu lassen. Zeit für uns, Zeit für Muße und Entspannung.
Wir müssen den grauen Herren, die uns die Zeit stehlen, einfach mal die Tür vor der Nase zuschlagen. Und uns nehmen, was uns zusteht.
Auch Langeweile gehört dazu. Vielen ist dieses Gefühl unangenehm. Viele brauchen immer was zu tun.
Aber es sind in meinen Augen genau diese Momente, wo nix passiert, keine Aufgaben anstehen, die wertvoll sind. Geben sie mir Zeit für mich. Wo ich Gedanken fließen und Ideen entwickeln kann.
Dazu mal ein "medizinischer" Rat:
https://youtu.be/sH2BjOc2M7s?si=4qdEhQ1V5Tz3LYsi
Daneben war natürlich Zeit für ein paar Bilder, was sonst? Ganz spontan, morgens.
Mehr davon:
https://dirkbee-fotografie.com/2025/10/24/in-bed-with-2/
Suse Küstenkind
Wie immer, tiefster Dank!
Teilnehmer: Model Suse Kuestenkind