She walks in the wood, bare feet and her hands open to capture the shadows of the hours which are fading away. So, like the summer, and its memories, young and cheerful. Light seems to lift her soul; her eyes rest on a far away lake, and the day is already close to its end.
My last fashion story of the summer, in collaboration with model Morgan Black, stylist Bethany Anne Kelsey and make up artist Francesca Quagliatti.
“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world,
For I would ride with you upon the wind,
Run on the top of the dishevelled tide,
And dance upon the mountains like a flame.” W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire
The more I have the chance to work with dancers, the more I fall in love with this art!
See here some of the photos taken to the talented and beautiful Stephanie Collins in a very special location: Trinity Laban Conservatoire!
“A garden to walk in and immensity to dream in – what more could he ask? A few flowers at his feet and above him the stars.” Victor Hugo, Les Misérables From a visit to the Botanic gardens of Oxford with my Lomo Instant.
I could never have dreamt that there were such goings-on
in the world between the covers of books,
such sandstorms and ice blasts of words,
such staggering peace, such enormous laughter,
such and so many blinding bright lights,
splashing all over the pages
in a million bits and pieces
all of which were words, words, words,
and each of which were alive forever
in its own delight and glory and oddity and light.
“La luce filtra attraverso i miei pensieri. Gli occhi si chiudono, si aprano, cercano, spinti verso l’alto, in basso, alle mie spalle; attendono di capire che cosa vedano gli altri, di là da questo velo oscuro.”