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women as art in motion

What started your descent into love with yourself?

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In my 30’s it began. I romanced myself in the gothic bathroom of the old semi in Balmain. Jasmin grew from outside in the cracks of the rotting window sill and hung long down into my bath-tub. I lit candles. The floor was concrete, the room…
women as art in motion

Art in motion

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“Women walking are like art in motion,” said my friend Scottie last night and I really got it, as I watched his head turn to follow the trajectory of several women while we were having dinner. I saw him sit in open admiration and make…