self-portrait
beautifully , erotically alive
It started as a transition. A kind of freedom. I had left one life, landed in another.
I started shooting for myself because it felt good. Somewhere in there, I became the naked neighbor. And I didn’t hate it.
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During a major shift in my life, I moved from Beverly Hills to the quiet wilderness of rural Canada. In the stillness, I turned the camera toward myself.
Through self-portraiture, I explore the dissolving boundary between body, landscape, memory, and identity. The woods became both refuge and studio. Photography shifted from documentation to introspection.
Nudity entered the work naturally, as a return. The body became part of the landscape, no different from stone, water, or tree.
