The sky’s daughter

“They say the sky is the same everywhere. Travellers, the shipwrecked, exiles, and the dying draw comfort from the thought, and no doubt if you are of a mystical tendency, consolation, and even explanation, shower down from the unbroken surface.” Virginia Woolf, Jacob’s Room

A fashion story I have worked on in collaboration with model Natasha Samsara, stylist LadyHunterxo and hair and make up artist Laura Onea. Really in love with these photos!

©2018 Flavia Catena

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Dancing close to the sky

“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!

©2017 Flavia Catena

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Hula hoops

“Making up for lost time?”
“Yes,” I say.
“A lot of things were stolen from my childhood. Lots of important things. And now I have to get them back.” Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the shore

Thanks a lot to Amy Hunter for modelling again for me, and for wearing two beautiful pinafores she designed and made!

©2016 Flavia Catena

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Terra arida – Un non viaggio

Today it’s one of those “nostalgic days” I often live when I have enough time to think about the past. The day I took these photos was one of those too, so I decided to speak – through images – about that long, silent, emotional travel that brings souls everywhere and nowhere, the kind of travel everyone is scared of. And the end of a poem came back to my mind (sorry, but it is an Italian one):

“E ora, che ne sarà
del mio viaggio?
Troppo accuratamente l’ho studiato
senza saperne nulla. Un imprevisto
è la sola speranza. Ma mi dicono
che è una stoltezza dirselo.”

E. Montale, Prima del viaggio, Satura 1962-1970

Model: Ella Harding

©2015 Flavia Catena

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