As with many of my models, photographing Oxana Chic is an exercise in introspection. Maybe I should believe in a higher power. Maybe life isn’t a lucid nightmare. Perfection does not exist, but even if it did, would I know what to do with it? All these thoughts running through my mind. The hand of Providence gently caressing before slapping me hard in the face. Oxana is a gem, but none of us will ever know what is going on behind those magic eyes. We will never own them. We can only meet beauty with gratitude and I personally remain thankful for getting to journal these women for you. Your subscriptions melt my heart and my heart needs a lot of melting. I believe that if we take care of each other, life will take care of us. Talk soon.
