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[Brianna Stone | ph. Robert Voltaire]

In the words of Robert Voltaire:

You are sitting in front of her. She is standing.

She slips off her thin cotton dress and discards it on the sand.

You lower your eyes and wait until she is ready to pose. You don’t do this because you are uncomfortable looking at her. You do this because you don’t need to look at her. You lose yourself for a moment in a quiet reserve, a place where you often disappear to before you work.

She clears her throat. She is ready now.

You absorb the qualities that you like about her. She has thick brown hair and kind, seductive eyes.

You see everything.

You lie back against a rock and she towers above you, this bronzed goddess, this womanly figure completely open to your direction.

You will have to work quickly. It is freezing outside.

The weather and time constraint doesn’t bother you. You know the shoot will be amazing. You’ve done this before.

This is your job and you’re good at it.