Yes, I know it’s not Saturday, and I know this really isn’t an art nude, but despite that, I’m in love with this image: The symbolism of a woman, clothed in nature, enchanting a whole concrete and steel city with her song — how does it get any better than that? It’s like she’s the free spirit in all of us, calling to us in the dawn or the dusk — the times when change is most imminent. Not to mention, I would just love to hear a flute at twilight. I’m kind of blown away by the possible symbolism here, and the almost dream-like quality of this excellent image.
The model’s name is Aleks. I don’t know who the photographer is, but the image was sent to me this morning by Eolake Stobblehouse. I’m calling it, “A Flutist in the Twilight”.
UPDATE: The photograher is Vitaliy Gorbonos.