When I was 16 years old, I spent a summer in France: the goal of which was to learn to speak French. But the summer gifted me with much more than language skills. It introduced me to a culture whose respect for the female body was clear in the underpinnings of their art as well as their style. It spoke of a casual elegance and it informed my perception of feminism. I purchased a photography … Read More
I was 17 when I first realized that the human body was much more than a science phenomenon, but rather, a work of art. I purchased a book in Paris, which at the time, I thought was very risqué. Aptly named La Femme, it was a photographic memoir of the naked figure and my initial introduction to a woman’s body as a visual landscape. I was taught in art class that the torso could …