the other side of the lens

The model that's been visiting me from out of town went home today. We shot together all day yesterday and it turned out great, as it always does.
"I hope this doesnt sound strange" she said, "But I want to take your picture. I want you to get undressed and stand in front of the window. If that isn't too weird will you do that for me"?

I thought about it for a moment and decided it would be alright. She was inspired by the tall windows in my apartment and had a vision in mind, so I was happy to participate, just as she has been for me any number of times.

I stood still where she placed me, waiting for her to put things just as she imagined them and then she walked backwards down the long narrow hall, through the far doors and pointed the lens at me.