P MAGAZINE

Whenever I watch P Magazine publications, I relish the moment, I catch the state of taste of something real, the truth of the interaction of light, body and color in a photo, especially in such a photo. This is probably the state of talent — to do something so imperceptibly, so truly, without pretentiousness and the efforts of the author, like a wave, as if the picture had formed itself.

But at the same time, it's a game of inaccessibility, where models and frames, so beautiful and simple, give space for the viewer and desires, enjoyment of the beauty of color and the subtlety of body. I catch this moment of a half-open door, through which I look, but they still step back smiling, these beautiful models, these thin bodies and the delicate colors of their skin.

This is something subtle and simple, but you know, not as some kind of prohibition or form through which pictures are forcibly stamped, and therefore it turns out by itself like this.Their gut feeling works by itself, which is a real talent today. My opinion is that selective stuff, not only music, samples, clothes, but also photos, play a huge role, it is important to become part of something more than just yourself. And, perhaps, in my role as a self portraitist, PM is a reflection of my feelings, which I have always been looking for, and for me as a creator it's really fucking important.

I am natural for you, and I don't want to say anything more about these pictures.

I know that my body is imperfect, I don't do sports as often as I probably should have done, or Masha would really like to, who to some extent takes away my life and enjoyment of it in her desire to be somehow better.

You know, I would say that it's deadly to strive to be more perfect for yourself. I mean, don't compare yourself to anyone but yourself, it's also fatal.

Because damn, you put someone back on the throne and look at that person, up above you, you don't look eye to eye. and even if, as it seems, it's a future you, it's still some kind of inaccessible image. But it may be more convenient for someone to work with their images inside, and this, on the contrary, makes your life more diverse. But this is not my way, because there are so many images inside me, so if possible, I ask myself to leave these cold and insidious images behind.

Talking about my selfpotretism, this is my study of who is holding a camera at the moment. Because in my opinion, the work of a photographer is always about that person. Therefore, sometimes, as a model, it was difficult for me to feel special and unique: you become part of someone else's work. Yes, it is clear that there is a process and each process is important in its own way. But I share my opinion, I don't wanna push it to you, but simply reveal it

So, when someone takes a pic of me, I understand what kind of person he is. I manage to study him through myself, because for me I, my camera, the development of the film are static. And the person's actions are irrational, he does not see the frame, he probably just presses the button, sometimes even forgetting about this action, completely unaware that he has just given me his piece to my creative laboratory.

I often think about who I am. A woman who sells her body through photography? A person who is trying to become someone? An artist who is looking for himself? Or just an awakened consciousness trying to figure out everything in the movement of time? I do not know, well, I have damn poetic questions, and this is probably enough with my soul for my inner stroking)

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