The model
- Lalima

- Jan 17, 2024
- 1 min read
She sat perched on a dias in an uncomfortable looking stool without a backrest for hours, days...
Draped in scarves and furs...looking ethereal and human at once, the discomfort touring her delicate features
We gawked at her as we would at timeless pieces of a collection in vaulted museums
Trying our best to capture and recreate what individual retinal projections informed
Translations did some justice, some grievance...while she arranged herself in light, completely oblivious
I wondered, if it was easy to be subjected...to be examined and interpreted...possibly not but she seems equipped
Admiration seeped in.





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