How our subconsious sees things, notice things, that lies beneath the surface. After going through a divorce, moving out of my home, adjusting to a new me, all alone. After losing the love of my life, I started to shoot again. My category was Boudoir, wanting to capture the masculine and feminine, the power and the vulnerability of a woman, yet after a couple of shoots, I felt there was a pattern. A reason I could not shoot FOR them, but for myself. So I started to look into this puzzle and suddenly the pieces fell into place. I was subconsiously shooting my own process of gief. Denial, Frustration, Bargaining, Despair and finally, acceptance.