I looked at them again. Obviously, reminiscent of 1930s French photography which loved lesbianism and sado-masochism with a touch of coyness about them. The only one I didn’t like was the full length where her hand is over her crotch. Not very pretty.
Very Anais Nin, June & Henry Miller. Nothing is original anymore.
Well, as someone who can barely operate his iPhone, I am in no position to judge somebody else’s photography. I don’t think that this issue has caused much of a stir.