A couch, a blanket, wooden walls — nothing staged. I made these self-portraits around the simplest domestic facts: texture, weight, skin against fabric, light moving across timber. The room is not a backdrop; it’s the actual context where I can work without decoration or distance. I’m interested in how little it takes for an image to feel true — a shift of posture, a glance, a change in light. The closeness in these frames isn’t a performance of sexuality; it’s a record of presence and vulnerability as they exist. Quiet, direct, and grounded — a kind of intimacy that stands on its own
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