A drop of water on her upper arm. Wet. Her breasts wide apart and small. On her back, a mole half covered by a strap. When she climbed out of the pond a glimpse of the triangular darkness her knickers were supposed to conceal. Wet. He saw it, he made himself see it again. Marta by Mariana Castro.
Strange story here, involving two naked girls lost in the Joshua Tree desert, a big rubber ball and an acid trip... Unedited story rawly shot on film by The Dream Queens.
Run, jump, uplift, stretch your muscles, sweat, jump again... and repeat until you can finally chill your hot body under the shower. Photography by Vincent Girardot.