Piles of stone from old ruins mingle with rubble, sand, and seashells dredged from the adjacent canal. Nearby lie old pipes and rusted industrial waste – reminiscent of massive vessels or rockets lifted from the earth – that once fulfilled important functions but now lie discarded, awaiting haul-away or recycling.

An abandoned site… A LOST PLACE…and yet a fascinating place: here – with a piece of recycled linen on my skin – I become part of the whole, expressing my “new existence” through a wide spectrum of emotions… and, in doing so, finding myself.

…through feelings that are not merely pleasant but also encompass pain, anger, and grief—while simultaneously embodying authenticity, courage, strength, willpower, and a zest for life.

Emotion in motion… and images emerge that reflect the contradictions of life and my own personality; they tell a story that is not entirely my own, yet subtly portrays my story, too.

Collaborating with photographer Rafal Korzeniowski feels like a journey into the depths of my own personality – to a place where my inner dynamics manifest through physical expression… where authenticity, sensitivity, and eroticism merge, and my hidden emotions are made visible through photography.