I identified a lot with this woman, I admired her every time I saw her over and over again. Her portraits throughout the museum and I understood her beauty through her husband's paintings. I admired her nudity in each brush stroke...so I posed as if I were her, as if it were an old soul in me, as if I knew her, however just by seeing her I could love her, I could see the love with which they painted and her security on her body... and for a moment I felt that we were one.
Me identifiqué mucho con ésta mujer, la admire cada vez que veía una y otra vez. Sus retratos por todo el museo y comprendí su belleza por medio de las pinturas de su esposo. Admiré su desnudez en cada trazo de pincel...así que posé como si yo fuese ella, como si fuera un alma vieja en mi, como si la conociera, sin embargo con solo verla pude amarla, pude ver el amor con la que la pintaban y la seguridad de ella sobre su cuerpo...y por un momento sentí que eramos una.