Response from T.P. Ulov:
Being quite frontal, it feels daring, unashamed, and at the same time there’s still a hint of modesty in the way you’re (shyly?) lifting your skirt and crossing your legs. I would say, but maybe that’s a stretch, that the light adds to that feeling of innocence.
I think that might be something that caught my eyes (or, actually, my mind) - this last refuge of your innocence/decency you’re hesitant to open to us. Within the story told by the picture, maybe the choice is yours, or maybe it’s not. Maybe you were told to stand there and strip, and although you happily followed the instructions so far, your boundaries are now reached. To me, the context adds to the feeling of exposure. I don’t feel the intimacy of a bedroom, but a slightly more “open” living room, if not an office. Not to mention the close windows.
This tension, this in-between, the sense that you’re not just gratuitously showing your body, but that exposing it to our glare - even if partly unabashedly - means something to you. All that makes this sight precious, and beautiful.
