Like so many Caribbean women of mixed heritage, Denise has music in her blood. At our shoots, the models sometimes bring along a Bluetooth speaker to play the kind of music heard in local clubs, setting

Annie’s slightness always surprises me. She is barely noticeable among the other girls. She hardly speaks, hardly mingles. She is a yellow flower in a sea of ​​red ones. And that is why I always call her

Unlike her friend, Sara decided that the path was her preferred backdrop among the available options. In the background lay our next setting: the staircase that would lead us down to the castle moat, offering

The wall and the path. Those are the only options. There is a green field nearby, but she has already taken photos there—though not with me. It isn't the same view, nor the same photographer, but the grass

Lost among the rocks and with nothing to say. The girl walked along that impossible path in her chunky-heeled shoes; it was incredible to witness her doing it without ever looking away from the camera.

The only thing separating Mey’s body from the rocks is the smoothness of her skin. She descended with us into the fortress moat and then climbed a rock face to reach the other side, where the sea is visible

All you need for this day of forecast storms is a bit of wind, some dramatic clouds, and a beautiful woman standing before it all to complete the frame. Walking barefoot across the rough, sharp-edged limestone

The Mey portfolio is inexhaustible. You flip through page after page, and evidence keeps emerging that she is an excellent model for static poses. Everything you see here is a freezing of her movements,

She wasn't convinced, but she agreed anyway. Despite the little time we had left, we managed to get her seated on the stool. She finds that sort of long-legged furniture uncomfortable, yet there she sits,

The look says it all. It took nothing more than suggesting a certain mood for Laura to switch into "toxic girlfriend" mode. Who knows why she’s so worked up, or why she’s blocking the entrance

Only one column remains in this hidden park. The skeletal structures of the benches barely rise above the ground. This is where Mey stopped and wanted to pose. Everything happens very quickly with her.

Time will tell if Annie joins us again for our monthly safaris. She attended the season finale last June and had her photo taken with most of the colleagues who participated alongside me. Her enthusiasm

Adding to my series of posts featuring unedited skin and backgrounds, here is a set of photos Yenis and I took. She had some ideas involving a wide-brimmed hat, but this was the one she managed to find,

One of the requests from today's model was to take some photos featuring symbols of the African deity to whom she is devoted—Oshun, a deity from the Yoruba religion. In Santería, she is syncretized with

As always happens when I’m happy with the results, I rush to post on Hive. I don’t present a fully polished final product; I don’t retouch the model’s skin or fine-tune the details of the scene. I simply

As I mentioned earlier, I set aside the blue and red gels and decided to try other colors—in this case, a sort of violet combined with orange. Blue is important for a rain scene because it helps convey

I’m in too much of a rush to craft a little story for this sequence. I’ll simply say it’s my dear Wendy, caught up in her youthful, energetic wildness, posing for the camera like there’s no tomorrow. Always

A few more shots using colored gels before I give this blue-and-red combination a rest for a while. I’ve recently experimented with other colors (though I highly doubt I’ll ever find yellow and green

I had to convert this sequence to black and white to fully accentuate the pallor of Angie’s skin and her neutral expression. What delicate beauty has graced this marble and metal table. What a wonderful

It is impossible to escape that gaze. After the full-body shots, I have to move in close—to dive right into the tones of Angie’s eyes. It is inevitable, inescapable, and irreversible: you encounter those