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"I'd just woken up and kind of thought that it was the best moment to shoot seeing as I was already without clothes on. The sun comes through in the morning so you get a nice light in and it makes me feel... clean sheets, messy floor and light shining through the window puts me in a really good snuggly mood."

"I was staying at my friend's farm when they ducked down to the shops to get me some yummy food. While they were out, I snuck into their paddock for some peace and quiet, and to do my nudie shots. I was being so quiet so no one would see me that the sheep missed me too. When I made a sudden movement, sheep suddenly scattered in every direction, leaving me to finish without too many more interruptions."

"I was in my bedroom. My bedroom is a cave of books, and text next to skin is endlessly erotic. I felt clean after, the exposure is cathartic. The exposure lets us be born new."

"When I first started, I took off my clothes, took a few steps into the grass and stepped on what I thought was a prickle. It was only when I saw the sting that I realised I had been stung by a bee. I had to wait for my friend to get some tweezers, by which time, my foot had started to look like a balloon! Hopefully I managed to shoot around my fat foot with my awesome shooting skills!”

Tracy knows a thing or two about atmosphere. A steamy bath and the safety of a closed door allow her to unwind and reveal, her body and her purpose, a cheeky sexuality relished at once for its uninterrupted privacy and the exhibitionism of photography - ensuring that others will surely partake as well.

"Nosotras somos muy buenas amigas, fue precioso hacer este proyecto juntas. Tenemos mucha confianza y no nos da ninguna verguenza estar desnudas juntas. Para nosotras no es un problema. A veces resultaba muy dificil hacer un plano de las dos juntas. Para una sola persona ya es duro sacr las fotos teniendo la camara en la mano, para dos mucho mas. Por eso utilizamos tanto el espejo. Pero fue realmente divertido. Nos lo pasamos genial!"

Places, rooms, spots, nooks, crannies, or wide-open nature - no matter what its dimensions or characteristics, spaces work on us inevitably, and sometimes in ways we can't really predict. So when Doe chose this empty space to project her self-portrait on to, it was definitely intentional - and the effort has paid off in the stunning intimacy of Doe's folio, hardwood floors, heart locket, piercing gaze and all.

After comparing Annabelle Lee to a button for the billionth time, staff here at HQ have begun to look confusedly at each other and wonder what that actually means, anyway. Buttons aren't really that cute, TBH - but AnnaBelle Lee is, cute as a wink, cute as a pair of yellow cotton undies, cute as a little fluff, left to spin in the bree - oh nevermind. No simile is going to suffice, but fortunately, a picture says 1000 words.

We don't know how Lilura would dance with an audience, or with a troupe, for her lover or a king - but we've been given the chance to see something more phenomenal than all these things. The dance Lilura does only for herself contains no secrets, only joy - the pleasure clear on her face as the blood warms up and moves up and down her legs, sending her leaping to greater and greater heights.

“It surprisingly made me feel really good about my body, although my teeny arms restricted how much of my body I could fit in at one time. I eventually managed to pull off one with my toes, and voila, my whole body was in! Can't wait for the next one!”

A riddle, a mystery... a woman photographed without reservation, her finger light on the trigger, and her grip firm on her pens. Tools are used to build, constructing story from alphabet, and communication through the bold simple lines of flesh and bone.

"The most fun was probably ducking in and out of the back alleys, getting upskirt shots in the sunlight. Knowing that somebody could walk around the corner at any time definitely gets the adrenaline going - I was trying to think about how I might be able to talk myself out of it if someone did catch me."

"It's magic! I have big belly and I am sexy! I want to share with the world my pictures. I hope they are beautiful and touching. I am sure every man will be turned on by my folio and it is a turn-on for me too."

Taking objects out of their intended context is kind of par for the course around here, where it's all about gettin' nekkid. When you're up to that kind of behaviour in the kitchen, generally staid items like spoons and mugs are bound to experience life with an entirely new dimension.

There's something about warming up that is even more beautiful than the dance itself. The costume that is not a costume, practical fabric stretched warm and clinging over muscles still turning over as if in sleep. The dancer's feet moving in slow circles, like a careful ear tilted to the twang of acoustic strings being tuned to each other - the dawn of the dance, and the quiet anticipation of beauty. Grace, before the plunge.