The masked nude . . .
What better way to pass a rainy afternoon than looking back over past work. I've written before about visiting past work and how an initial sense of the shoot seems to get forged at the time and is hard to break out of. Going back to the images months, even years, later reveals what was missed as I am freed from that initial sense. And so I found this image of Rhus. We had been playing with the black fabric when she spontaneously wrapped it around her face. I am fascinated by the masked figure. This quiet image suggests mystery along with strong design. We can see something of her face through the fabric and so she remains a person but a person we must partly create. The mystery draws us in. I also was taken by the lines of the image, the sinuous line from forehead to chest to navel to leg contrasts with the strong V of her arms and the wonderfully expressive hands. Rhus is terrific at such poses. There is strength in her pose, poise, assurance. She is there, not shying away. Not a bad find on a rainy afternoon . . .