Walk The Line...

There has been weddings, concerts, a haircut, dinners, parties and many cocktails...

There has been artists, dancers, singers and many poets...

It has been a while since I wrote and allow my thought process to be poured on these pages and I have missed it. These pages represent to me silence and stillness. I stay up all night but I can't seem to quiet my mind... I blame it on the moon and the stars. I have return to self and with a dance of my fingertips I let my spirit be free and open if only for a moment.

About my latest conceptual photos... 

1. Not all have been published for I will somehow be showing many images that have yet to be seen at my imaginary gallery show that one day will happen.

2. I know I am supposed to allow you to think and find a meaning to whatever I create but...The series of images that will follow are nothing but a whispered scream. The following images to me represent femininity, satire and strength. I was inspired by Kay and for the things she never got to say and because deep within I know she had a great sense of humor. I was inspired by so many survivors and women across the world. I was inspired by the many women that settle because they feel they are not enough. 

3. The following images are a whispered protest for the many times...

I walked next to a pig instead of loving myself.

Walk The Line...

Model: Wendy P.  
MUA & Dress: Deedee C.

Pig:  Amos

Photography: Adriana Iris

“Never try to teach a pig to sing; it wastes your time and it annoys the pig.”

Thanks Wendy P. and of course Amos which by the way... 
He is way sweeter than most pigs I've come across...

Stay Sweet...