Returning to my story.... (Patreon)
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Returning to my story, which I am telling you and I am reliving myself, it is interesting to observe how I relate to it in different periods. Sometimes I accept it for what it is, I care about this story and admire it, and sometimes I feel like a fallen angel and don't understand why it was done. maybe in order for me to be admired, maybe because I need to tell it, or maybe because we are arranged this way. we try to give everything we do a great purpose and meaning, because it's just hard for us to be a cell in the universe. well for me it is this way.
I also assume that someone is tormented by such questions, and someone is not, which is also normal.
I woke up one morning with the feeling that I wanted to shoot nude, and received an invitation to this world. This nude world has taught me a lot, a big huge way. In the beginning, I was very shy to be photographed, it doesn't even matter nude or in clothes, I didn't understand at all what I was doing, what I was posing for. it's hard to relax right away, and anyway, as I later found out, I'm definitely not a model)
When I came up with my underwear brand, I photographed other models... the way they pose and turn out in the photo is much better and they like it. And I always felt strange, but I always liked to film myself and look for beauty in the curves of my body through reflections.
It was an interesting period: I was 20-22, I don't remember, I'm too lazy to count. These relationships were somehow free, passionate and brain-bearing too) Psychologists will say that we were and perhaps are just sick people who call sexual debauchery, naked creativity, emotions interesting. And psychologists will call us psychos. But suddenly at the moment when the first fish jumped out of the fucking water, the rest of the fish considered her abnormal and suicidal, and she screamed to her other fish, nooooo you don't understand, I feel like I have to jump out naked on dry land) You see, the main thing is interpretation.
“At first the cloud was over him, and then the cloud became a part of him” I saw this thought on my coffee cup while I was writing a post for you.
there was a human outline and a cloud circled over this outline, which later became this person, they merged... um, perhaps I just want to say here a simple truth that all our difficulties, bad periods and problems become part of us, and this is normal and this is also beautiful!
It was a period of trying something new in a free and sexual way, I think that at that moment this relationship was perfect for me. I didn't understand what I wanted, because there is some pressure from society, well, this topic is probably more usual for Russia. like, find your only future husband and the father of your children, and as if this setup in your head moves with you, but when you're 22, your blood and energy are boiling in you and you don't really want this relationship, and there is a feeling that you specifically choose people with whom you would never built a family.
I remember we had a threesome, cheated on each other, and then got back together. It was fun and strange, because of this big age difference, it's hard to get through to each other. It seemed to me that I could learn a new modern view of his photography and society, and he would share his experience, but it turned out that he was just trying to break me in an attempt to endlessly prove his case, and I didn't have the strength to withstand these arguments, I was angry and offended, and the most stupid thing was that he got into my creative space a lot, telling me what is beautiful and what is not. Who is cool and who is not, which also interfered with my crowd, and I kind of stayed away, but then I went my own way, and I keep going…
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