This Psycho event became the highlight of my year, and one of the most intense and unforgettable experiences of my life. When I agreed to perform with Anti Shanti, I wasn’t emotionally prepared for what awaited me, but I knew one thing with absolute certainty: she is the only person on this planet I would trust with my life. Sasha is undeniably one of the finest rope artists in the scene, her dynamics raw, powerful, and beautifully unpredictable. I could never have imagined being spun so wildly, so completely surrendered. All I could do was let go, relax and absorb every second, suspended high beneath the ceiling, where the music faded into a distant echo below. There was only my spinning body, pure presence, and a mind emptied of thought. A dark, meditative stillness in motion.
After the show, the energy lingered, unfolding into slow, sultry hot candle sessions led by me. Molten wax tracing skin, heat teasing the senses, turning the aftermath into an intimate ritual.
This year, I finally made it to the Wave Gotik Treffen and as luck would have it, I was invited to capture it through my lens for aunthentic Stalker magazine.
My bad-ass bunnies, fierce and free. Now leap across the glossy seas of Darkly Magazine pages. Each shot, a pulse of the Berlin scene, a rhythm of streets, of nights, of neon dreams.