About MeWe awoke one morning to find that we had become unreliable narrators of our own lives.
During the night, our homes, once familiar to us,
transformed themselves into ghost palaces,
translucent and erotic.
Fruit ate itself.
Doors opened and closed in empty rooms.
Curtains brushed across guitar strings on windless days.
Our lives were gaslighting us.
But we still arose.
Bathed, dressed, ate.
Sunlight greeted us and guided us to our jobs.
Screens still needed viewing.
Communication was still electronic.
But. Well. The foundation had changed. Was changing.
Were we entering a new dark age?
CreditsSee tags below
Dark Beauty Magazine
My MM port is very out of date and my style has developed since then. Check these links for current work:
www.madheiress.com or https://www.flickr.com/photos/87635527@N04/ (non-nude work only unless you're signed into Flickr)
I'm shooting mostly TFP right now, unless I've contacted you and stated otherwise.