The purity of youth, the candid beauty of flowers, and the perfection of the painted freckles make this beauty shoot one of my favourite work so far! Thanks a lot to my team, to the talented make up artist Micaela Congia, to the great hair stylist Giulia Piras and to the sweet model Bella Ford, from M+P Models, for helping me taking these honest, natural and romantic images!
Precious is the flower that stays hidden in a corner, unseen, but yet beautiful, when the sun makes it shine at the end of the day. Precious is the flower that has no name, the one shown and sold on the street, the one offered as a present, the one kept inside a book, dried, as a memory. Precious is your heart which remembers this all.
Some lovely photos from a test shoot with the gorgeous Jessica Fuhrmann, from Linden Staub. Make up: Ceci Wu.
“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 am stuck under my dreams, so down that I cannot even see them, as I used before, so far in time that I cannot touch them when they fly before my eyes. It is still night when the sun rises. Behind the eyelids a shadow swings and guides my body ahead.
“Heaven! Love! Freedom! What a dream, oh poor crazed Girl!
You melted to him as snow does to a fire;
Your great visions strangled your words
– And fearful Infinity terrified your blue eye!”, from Ophelia by Arthur Rimbaud.
An improvised and last minute post! I still can’t believe it is snowing here in Sicily, just one mile away from the beach. I was so excited this morning when I saw the snow falling down to the ground from a transparent sky, that I could not stay in bed, and despite the cold and my unsuitable outfit, I went out to take a few pictures. What a magic end of the year!
These photos patiently waited for some months in a folder of my computer, so now I am extremely happy to share them with you. I have to thank Rosanna, my model: she was a great professional and a brave girl (I remember how cold was that day!), and I also want to thank Oxford, its beautiful parks, the flowers of its fields and the silent grace of its light. It was my first spring in England and I fell in love with it!