I hadn’t spoken with my mom on the phone for a while. No, we didn’t fight — it was just different time zones, different schedules, life happening. And then finally, we had a real conversation. A full two hours that could have easily stretched to three or four if it hadn’t been the middle of the night in Ukraine. Two hours without any lectures, without passing fears back and ...
2025-09-26 16:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post
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Walking through Mexico City today, I felt something unexpected.
For the first time, I felt at home.
Earlier I wrote that Cabo felt like home—but that was more about the house, our little nest where my things live and my favorite tea cup waits for me. Today was different. For the first time, it wasn’t just the apartment—it was Mexico itself that felt like home.
Every move I’ve...
2025-09-24 16:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post
Naoshima. The island of art. The island of museums. The island I didn’t really understand.
Maybe it’s because at the start of the trip I wasn’t feeling well — I was nauseous, sleepy, hot — and on top of that, we had to take a ferry to get there.
People travel to Naoshima to see famous art objects by Japanese and international artists. And the idea itself is actually great. The island has a whole system of buildings — museums, restaurants, hotels. ...
2025-09-20 18:48:57 +0000 UTC View Post
I often tell you that I’ve gained some weight, that it’s hard for me to accept the changes, that I miss my “former” self. But the one thing everyone seems to notice first? My boobs got bigger. Equal parts comedy and tragedy 😅
I never really dreamed of having big boobs… okay, that’s a lie. As a kid, when I was home alone, I’d slip into my mom’s heels and ...
2025-09-16 15:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post
Kate Prekrasna
Mexico City — Second Attempt
The first time I came to Mexico City, I didn’t like it at all. But to be fair, there were too many circumstances that could have influenced my impression back then. So I kept a little hope alive — that maybe on the second try, I’d see it differently.
And here I am again. It’s sti...
2025-09-13 15:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post
And so, we finally made it to Japan)
This trip begins and ends in Tokyo. As you know, it’s been my dream — to return here a second time and explore not just Tokyo but other cities too. Because of the jet lag, our “first” Tokyo was especially nocturnal: long walks under the neon lights and even longer mornings in bed.
We happened to be there for Halloween. Not that we planned it, but that’s how it worked out. And yet, despite the costumes, the crowds, the joy and chaos, m...
2025-09-10 15:00:11 +0000 UTC View Post
If you have friends from post-Soviet countries, you’ve probably noticed: they’re not exactly the cheeriest people. A little gloomy, a little depressed.
Well — that’s me. And all of my friends from that side of the world too. And I’ve noticed one common thread: we don’t really know how to feel joy. We don’t know how to truly enjoy things. We’re constantly looking for a flaw, for what’s wrong. As if nothing can simply be good or perfect — we’ll always find some tiny ...
2025-09-07 15:00:03 +0000 UTC View Post
Concept or Visual?
I made the mistake of getting into a discussion about photography with a friend of mine — a very technical photographer. By “photographer” I mean someone who shoots what resonates with them, has their own vision, and shows it through their images. By “technical,” I mean a person who knows the entire technical side like a prayer, shoots well, but will keep redoing the frame until that one single eyelash is perfectly in focus.
Right now in Kyiv, at the M...
2025-09-03 15:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post
Male Friendship: Myth or Reality?
Most of you here are men, so I want to ask: How do you define friendship?
I always thought the definition was universal: friendship is about closeness, sharing joys, silly moments, pains, and fears. It’s like love—just without the need to impress or have sex. It’s being yourself, being open, being honest with another person.
We women talk about ev...
2025-08-30 16:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post
There’s a little less than two months left until my birthday… and I stumbled upon some photos from our trip to Austria with Gary. To be honest, I don’t even really remember the exact place we were in.
But this isn’t about the place — it’s about the state I was in.
I’ve always felt strange on my birthdays. People congratulate you, come over, bring gifts, raise their glasses of wine to your health… and instead of joy, I mostly felt stress. The preparation, the fuss, ...
2025-08-28 15:00:08 +0000 UTC View Post
Today I want to tell you a little about the wonderful Dasha and our shoot in Warsaw this spring.
I’d been following her for quite a while. I’d seen her in the work of fellow photographers, but somehow I could never catch her — neither in Ukraine nor in Europe. Finally, in the fall of 2024, we met when I was in Warsaw (getting my visa for Japan). But as it happened, Dasha was busy with work,...
2025-08-25 16:00:08 +0000 UTC View Post
I love bruises 🤤
I’m not into BDSM, violence in relationships, or god forbid self-harm… But bruises on my own body — they’ve always driven me a little crazy. Especially the big ones. Real bruises — not just tiny dark spots, but full patches, even hematomas… of course, all within reason. What fascinates me isn’t just the mark itself but the way the color changes day by day. I know, it sounds pretty freaky. (You brought this on yourselves by joining this tier — I’m i...
2025-08-23 15:00:12 +0000 UTC View Post
Since when has my TikTok turned into political debates, war discussions, and space-science news?
I have no idea how it manages to eavesdrop on me in real life so that instead of “how to level up a druid in Diablo 4” or “what to make for breakfast,” the algorithm feeds me these huge, global, serious topics.
Don’t get me wrong — it’s not that I’m not interested in what...
2025-08-19 17:00:06 +0000 UTC View Post
I finally signed up for Spanish again.
I started learning it when I first moved to Manresa after the war began. But back then, I didn’t take it too seriously — it was fun, it came easily, and I wanted to understand the people around me. But deep down, I believed I wouldn’t be staying long. That the war would end soon, that I’d return to Kyiv and just go back to my life there.
It’s ...
2025-08-16 16:00:37 +0000 UTC View Post
We first connected online, when Katya messaged me asking about Patreon — how I started mine, what worked, what didn’t. Not long after, we met in person for the first time in Kyiv in autumn and planned a shoot together.
That first shoot? I left thinking I’d failed her completely. The studio felt flat,...
2025-08-14 15:00:13 +0000 UTC View Post
I wanted to gently wrap up the story of our trip to Portugal… And realized I wanted to share this mix of self-portraits and shots Gary took of me.
Turns out — we love wine, shooting in the bathroom, and being silly together :)
Throughout those days, we kept discovering how easy it is to be with each other. How easy it is to be fully ourselves, how safe it feels to not hide, and how natural it is to act like kids again.(Though maybe that’s just how I felt — who knows how it...
2025-08-11 16:00:21 +0000 UTC View Post
I didn’t know what to share with you this time — nothing really happened… until the very last moment. And then suddenly, something small hit unexpectedly deep.
I was surprised by my own reaction — and the tenderness that surfaced in the middle of a simple, friendly conversation. For the first time in many years, I felt something like not enoughness — like I wasn’t a “real...
2025-08-07 16:00:13 +0000 UTC View Post
Finally got around to sharing this shoot with you. There’s nothing particularly special about it — but my memories from that time are so vivid. This was the moment I truly fell in love with the Olympus mju II. Warsaw, October 2024. I had just started shooting self-portraits on a point-and-shoot, got my first Polaroid camera, was in the middle of applying for my visa to Japan — and my dear friend Lolita came to visit me.
It was during this shoot that, for the first time, I felt lik...
2025-08-02 22:27:11 +0000 UTC View Post
A few days ago, I learned about the death of one of the most renowned nude photographers — David Dubnitskiy. He was around fifty and died in a car accident. I didn’t know him personally, and I wasn’t a devoted admirer of his work, but the news unsettled me. It made me sad. And it also stirred up a new wave of...
2025-07-30 16:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post
I just added a new photo set to my InShop — 41 digital shots (+ 1 video backstage) I took in Kyoto in November 2024, during a month-long trip to Japan with my boyfriend.
We went there hoping to catch the maple trees turning red — classic momiji season — but of course they started blushing right after we left. Still, Kyoto was stunning. The shoot happened in a traditional-style house we stayed in, and it turned out to be one of the most personal ones I’ve done.
I’ve alwa...
2025-07-27 16:40:01 +0000 UTC View Post
Just the two of us. Two weeks that told me everything I needed to know.
You know, somehow this place and this time with Gary left me with so much peace and warmth.
Before this, when I thought about the happiest day of my life, the first thing that came to mind was a day with Daryana on Almaciga beach in Tenerife — it was foggy, cloudy but warm. My first black sand, my first ocean. We ran around nude in...
2025-07-25 16:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post
Lately, I’ve been feeling more and more inspired to photograph myself again — on everything: film and digital. The last time I took proper self-portraits was back in early April. Since then, the urge just disappeared. I wanted to shoot others, not myself. I traveled to Europe, then to Kyiv — kept shooting, sometimes even got photographed — but my hands just wouldn’t reach for the tripod. Now, as my editing backlog slowly shrinks, I feel the spark coming back. Yes, I’m a bit tired ...
2025-07-21 16:00:24 +0000 UTC View Post
Lately, my thoughts keep returning to one quiet, persistent theme. I don’t even know what to call it. Maybe “the longing for a mother,” or “protection in adulthood.”
A mother plays a huge role in our lives—if only because she’s the one who brings us into the world. And for the first years, we depend entirely on her. Later, someone else might take on that ro...
2025-07-17 16:00:08 +0000 UTC View Post
When I arrived in Lisbon, it felt strange to see Gary again.
Strange—not in a bad way, just… unfamiliar.
My close friends know this about me: I tend to freeze up when I reunite with someone I haven’t seen in a while. Even if I’ve been longing for that meeting or dreaming about it for months—when it finally happens, I become a little emotionally numb. It’s like I need time to believe it’s real. My feelings usually arrive a day or two late. I might even treat close fr...
2025-07-11 16:00:08 +0000 UTC View Post
This shoot with Katya happened in the first half of January — we met up in Tenerife to spend some time together with my fiancé and friends. A little getaway before our long-distance chapter began (we were heading to the US afterward). But of course, when you’re in a place this beautiful, with golden sunset light pouring into your room — the camera just jumps into your hands on its own.
I really tried to ho...
2025-07-08 16:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post
Part 2
I haven’t written in my diary for a month now. And that’s very unlike me.
In pivotal moments of my life—when things around me shifted, when something broke or didn’t make sense—I would always reach for my pen and open my diary. It helped me understand myself, helped me climb out of emotional whirlwinds. It often brought me balance. Gave me that small sense of daily “zen.”
But this past month, my “diary entries” began and ended here—with you.
...
2025-07-04 16:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post
There’s a phrase — “losing yourself in a relationship.”
People fear it deeply — the idea of dissolving into someone else, becoming no one, or becoming a “we” instead of an “I.”
I never believed in it. I loved freedom, I loved control. I’ve always kept my boundaries sharp. I was in relationships, but always an individual. And now I still am ...
2025-07-01 17:00:05 +0000 UTC View Post
After we met in Paris in June — and after all my inner resistance to long-distance relationships and to men who say too many beautiful things — it only made sense to plan a second meeting. Assuming, of course, he wasn’t full of it.
Since my summer was already booked, Gary and I agreed to meet in Lisbon at the end of August. We stayed in touch constantly. Honestly, the number of Telegram video messages we exchanged could probably set a world record. Normally, that ...
2025-06-28 16:00:07 +0000 UTC View Post
Something good!
This trip to Kyiv changed something in me — or maybe it simply unlocked something. I started feeling more energy, more inspiration, more inner resources.
Everyone who knows me well knows how bad I am at online communication, how much of an introvert I am. I love staying at home or escaping somewhere in nature, far away from people. They know I rarely plan more than one event a day — not because I’m picky, but because I genuinely get ...
2025-06-25 16:00:10 +0000 UTC View Post
This beautiful, radiant girl was being photographed by Alex Stoyanov in his studio, and I joined in — with my camera. I had never met her before, never spoken to her, so it felt strange to photograph someone I had zero connection with.
I decided to shoot entirely on film — no digital backup, just film, not knowing whether anything would turn out. I shot one roll of ...
2025-06-20 17:00:09 +0000 UTC View Post