Inside My Mind

By on August 13, 2016.

“It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.” ~ Henry David Thoreau

And what do you see?

Summer, warmth, flowers, delicate and pretty, a sea of yellow blooms, and in the midst of it

Something dark and sinister.

Something so out-of-place that it is wrong and right all at the same time.

I have held onto this picture for a while now because it speaks so loudly to me I have needed time with it, to think, to focus, to let myself be alone with it and all the demons that it brings to mind.

When I shot this in that field on that hot summers day I had an idea in mind, but you never really know if you have transferred idea to actuality until you get home and see it on a bigger screen. On this occasion I discovered I had wrestled my idea into such a powerful image that it took my breath away. It speaks to my desire for danger, to be hunted, captured, ravaged and broken. Fear and desire mingle in my mind. I want it and yet I don’t, not really. Not in its truest form anyway. I can’t help but deny wanting it, I need to protect myself from the darkness of its truth and yet at the right time, with the right person, in the right way. I do want it. I want it so badly my heart races at the thought of it and the wetness coats my cunt.

The contrasts in this image, the beauty and the destruction come together in such a way that admitting to how much I like them feels way more exposing than any image of my cunt ever did. My cunt is just a bit of my body, this image lets you see inside my mind.

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  1. I really like the way the shadow elongates to your left, accenting your form. And there is something innocent about the tidbits of yellow against your skin, like the flowers are trying to “dress” you.

    Lovely image. 🙂
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  2. So funny – I don’t interpret this as being sinister at all… which is odd, given that the first thing it reminds me of is those old films where there’s a damsel in distress tied to railroad tracks by a moustache-twirling villain. Maybe it’s the atmosphere, but this feels more playful than haunting to me – like you’re playing hide and go seek with a partner and have secretly gotten naked and tied rope around your ankles as a lovely surprise. ^^ It’s a beautiful shot on a beautiful day, and I absolutely love the last sentence in your passage about it.

  3. I can see why you held onto this image for some time… it is quite revealing of your darkest desires, your vulnerability. Your words and your images are always a perfect combination.

    Rebel xox
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  4. This is such a powerful’s like that break in the field was created specifically to hide you until your hunter/captor can come retrieve you. And as others have said, the sweet innocence of the flowers takes on a dark surreal turn. It’s all because of that rope. No rope and you’re a sleeping forest creature napping after a day of play, the rope adds such a subtle sinister element.
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