The Rage of Winter. (rageofwinter) wrote in gothphotography,
The Rage of Winter.

Obsidian Decadence.

A compilation of photos from the photo shoot I had with the lovely miss Jenni and my friend Joseph, who was a great help during the shoot.

"I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman."
- Anaïs Nin

"We don’t have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds."
— Anaïs Nin

"In the café I see the ashes under the skin of her face. Disintegration. What terrible anxiety I feel.
I want to put my arms around her. I feel her receding into death and I want to follow her, to embrace her.
She is dying before my eyes. Her tantalizing somber beauty is dying. Her strange manlike strength.
I do not make any sense out of her words. I am fascinated by her eyes and mouth, her discolored mouth,
badly rouged. Does she know I feel immobil and fixed, lost in her?"
~ Anaïs Nin

"The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven..." - John Milton

Millville, New Jersey
February 2011
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