Much akin to the love story of Eros, where there is possession fueled by passion, the photography within these pages are deliciously, tangibly, texturally sensual. Touching on erotica with a subtle evocation of mood, simply by a matter of lighting.
Each turn of the page not only aims to shatter taboos of eroticism through a beautiful aesthetic of the subject, but also to enable us to confront one’s own Eros, looking beyond gender and sexual orientation. In a world in which sex is available with a swipe of a finger and has become omnipresent – what is the significance of eroticism? Perhaps it is a visual moment captured that uses images to demonstrate
a subject or emotion, like a poem.
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning;
but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry
I invite you to gently widen your lens to a benignly pleasurable realisation of voyeuristic fantasies and create your own Eros.
Much Love, Sidonie
Sidonie Adiam Danut
Writer
NUDE Magazine