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Category: Nude
Dunkel
Gegen das Licht ist es dunkel. Aber ist das schlimm, schädlich? Hier bilden sich imposante schwarze Gebilde, Silhouetten. Sie lassen Platz für Phantasie, für Gedanken. Weniger ist wieder mal mehr.
Eclipse of Breath
Hair turns to weather, light to a blade.
Between blur and stillness the body keeps its own horizon—
a pulse written in shadow.
Folded Light
Between inhale and release: a line of time.
Between Light and Ink
In the mirror, time bends.
Light carves lines into silence; shadows stitch them back.
Ink drifts like memory across a breathing map.
A body becomes question, answer, and echo at once—
more than an outline, a quiet uprising between dark and gleam.
Shadow Ritual
A figure steps from darkness; feathers and bands of light trace the motion—an austere study in transformation.
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Between Silence and Light
In fleeting light, shadow and skin converge,
the reflection carries the form away,
a drifting between closeness and distance,
between silence and revealing.
Within yourself
It is not about distance.
It’s about arriving within yourself.
Here, the body speaks,
and the moment listens.
RED RIGHT HAND
For someone who comes from the sea, a river is more a danger than a fun, certainly an adventure that has a beginning and an end. The idea of movement has always been present, as well as the color red.
Session with Tess Jan 2025 :: Antwerpen (BE)