Cultivating an online presence will quickly reveal the kinks in your armor. Not in a defensive way, but where the foundation of self may not be that solid. The past two months I’ve been reflecting a great deal on my apprehension with visibility. What people perceive and how I’m doing what I’m doing. And of course, periodically concluding none of it matters at all.
The Femme Fatale series has been one of the most challenging creative processes to date. It’s posing a deeper question on my beliefs around perception and validity. In short will others see the depth of sex appeal that I do? Can I intellectualize it enough to justify it’s existence? What will happen if I show the 360 view of its splendor and succubus nature?
I’m coming head to head with one of my biggest fears as a woman. Will I be taken seriously if I make it sexy?
This series has divulged that I’ve been leaning heavily in my comfort zone of intellectual provocation. To avoid the fear of being witnessed with the sweet and not so innocent embodiment of seduction.
A cat and mouse game my mind occupies me with to retract the potential of full expression.
And to be honest, in my heart of hearts this is what I think; Life is a lot of things, we might as well make it sexy.
And when I think about what it means to be sexy, my mind goes in a million places. And when I take rationality out of the equation, my existence becomes poetry in motion.
Everyday is different. Intellect and animation have their internal debate. One day I’ll share the intricacies of my beliefs around this process. Next week I’ll tell you about my program 777 to move through this process yourself. But for now, today’s mood board… It’s sexy. And it’s shy.
Beautifully written, I really admire your vulnerability 🔥