The Ballad of Sexual Dependency+Nan Goldin

Nan Goldin永远在故事里流淌。

她的镜头像一块天鹅绒的帷幕，在你的身后轻轻地滑过现实的表皮，激起尘埃，却不能沾染你整洁的房间。你永远都那么干净，明亮，还有辨别不清的泪水。

Self Portrait of the Train # 2

At the bar

C in the Club, Bangkok

Joana and Aurele in bed, Le Lutetia, Paris

Ris? and Monty Kissing, NYC

Simon and Jessica in bed, faces half-lit, Paris

Valerie and Mel, maternal embrace, St. Remy, France

Valerie, Axelle and Joanna at the Pulp, Paris

Thanksgiving