Self-love nudes no 2:
When I was in my mid teens I had an ex-boyfriend who called me the deformed girl. Even now, that’s how I think of my body, asymmetrical and deformed. It doesn’t matter who tells me I’m not, or how they say it, it’s all I see when I look down, bra or no bra.
I wanted to take photos where my bodies proportions were twisted and hard to understand properly at first glace.
I wanted to take photos that showed both my hate and my love for my body. It’s pros and cons, it’s pluses and minuses. It’s best side and it’s worse.
They are grainy, amateurish and in some ways they show the exhibitionist in me. I think all performers have a - at least a small - place of hate inside themselves.