A while back my husband and I was planning a weekend alone. The kids already arranged with their gran to go visit her. My eldest expressed a little concern as she felt her gran was being “strange” when she asked whether her and her brother could come visit.  Ordinarily granny would jump at the prospect of having the kids over, and to spoil them as only she would.  We thought nothing much of this.

About 40 minutes after leaving the house, my husband phones to inform me that they are on their way back home. I immediately realised something was wrong. He sounded incredibly irate and there was a distant sound of hurt.  As he rambled on through his fury, it became evident that he had an argument with granny. It turns out that my nude and boudoir work has reached some of granny’s social circles, and she was mortified.

To cut this story short; I called her and asked her what her quandary was. It turns out that she did not want to be associated with me and my “porn”.  This was most probably one of the biggest turning points in my life.

(Note that said granny is quite okay now)

Growing-up I have always known that I was ‘different’. I see things differently to the mass population. I view things differently and most certainly do things differently.  Once I have realised the love I have for art, the human form and mind and combined the two in what I do now; I had to learn that society did not like you to be ‘different’, nor did everyone believe the same as I did.

  • That the human body is shameful.
  • The human body is only there for sexual needs and uses (which should never be discussed).
  • The human body should be hidden.
  • You have no morals, no respect when you show too much flesh.
  • How dare you show your breasts or your tochus; are you that cheap?
  • Selflove is only for narcissistic individuals.
  • Just stop flaunting and throwing your nakedness in everyone’s faces!

I have lost an entire group of friends – who had mocked me and what I do on their Facebook statuses. An acquaintance telling me that she is sick of me throwing my six pack in her face as people like her battle to look that way. That she is sick of hiding my posts as her little girl may see me naked.  A family member warning me over coffee that this would ruin my kids.  I must be careful of the message that I am portraying.

However as much as each of these hurt me, it has fueled my fire. What is wrong with this world that nudity is condemned? That women especially are slut shamed because they choose to be comfortable in their own skin?  I firmly believe that there would be a dramatic decline in sexual abuse and crimes, should the human form be accepted. Should we all accept that it is NOT SHAMEFUL to be nude. That the human body is a marvelous, magical miracle! Not just a sexual form and object.

Throughout the past year I know I have reached some people with my own art. Though through my own Fine Art Nude that I am incredibly passionate about; I realise not everyone would get it.

I have since embarked on a journey, in which I personally want to showcase how incredibly beautiful the human body can be – nude – whilst still projecting feelings of strength, adoration, love, beauty, elegance and softness. I have been incredibly blessed with meeting like-minded individuals along the way that shares my passion and vision. This has resulted to exciting projects that I will share more about in future.

For now; sit down and relax. Open your mind to the fact that being human is not a shame.