The last guilty pleasure was more of a private performance. It was body writing and painting as a form of therapy. Without realizing I took part at it. While she was painting, we were chatting and I was speaking about photography that I don't think nowadays a Lewis Hine can exist anymore, but I like to take pictures that might change something, even a thought of a person.
... I was asked about my future project and why, and then I had to write myself on her body "sick at 6 months old" and "blood donation" ...
thank you...
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