”Last night I dreamed of you, my lover And the wind blew through the window and blew off the covers Of my lonely bed, I woke to something you said That it’s better to have loved, yeah it’s better to have loved”🎶
In the art of the nude, the body becomes that total link by which you live art, with all our sizes and proportions we are free to show ourselves as we are without taboos or prejudices, we are art.🏞️🌄🕉️ Namasté.