it's hard to say what the most beautiful part of this trip was.
the art. the scenery. the architecture. the wine. the inner discovery and permission to just sit back and take it all in.
looking back on these images, i'm so profoundly proud of my journey as an artist.
in my ability to transmute raw emotion and show up for myself in front of the camera.
in being obsessive with my love of light and how to harness it to highlight just the right part of a body.
in the journey my body has gone through β and how i refuse to stop documenting it and allowing myself to be my own muse (even when I want to shrink and hide).
this is a love letter to art, to self, and to everyone who is here wanting to grow, witness, and harness any of the above in your own journey.
be your own damn muse, darlings. xx
Misty Moss
2022-05-20 20:57:40 +0000 UTCWilliam Dyer
2022-05-13 00:42:56 +0000 UTC