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Archaeology of Future Ruins The Proto-Digital Proletariat Sometimes I think my models belong to...

A Film? How the Idea Began The idea didn’t come from a storyboard or...

Possession. Now He’s Mine (Only for the Shot!) What happens in the silent space...

Naked or Nude? Chiaroscuro, Not Chippendales Recently, I found myself in a familiar debate...

AI vs. Mosquito Massacre Recently, I exchanged a few comments about AI-generated images—after I...

Tell Me Lies I don’t call myself a photographer.I use a camera, but not...

The Ephemeral Beauty: Capturing What Time Cannot Hold Ephemeral Beauty: A question I frequently...

The Paradox:In the creative process, particularly when arranging nude models in a composition, I...

We were in the living room of my quarters at Suesca, in the old...

The tattoo, a depiction of Lucifer’s fall from the eye of God, seemed to...

We had been shooting since morning, the kind of relentless sun that leached the...

I often forget the plot of a book or a movie just a few...