Jennifer Stenglein
When I shot 17 of my girlfriends one Sunday morning in their underwear on the beach in Perth. I was 16 years old and people still, some 19 years later, tell me they remember seeing me on the beach that day.
Honest portraits and true love between humans.
Very late at night or very early morning.
Hard to narrow down to just one. The whole trip was so beautiful. Perhaps the series of images from the second morning of the campaign in Deia, I loved that morning...
You can’t always get what you want and if you try sometimes you find you get what you need…
Live music!
Hands down the stripe sailor high waisted bikini bottoms and white bikini top, so fresh and so chic.
Dirty Martini or a cuppa tea. Not in the same sitting.
Stroll on the beach, a swim, a chat to mum and spending time with friends.
Last night at the airport.
Ha, I think it’s more like 300.
1. Amahlia floating in the sea while we were enjoying a glass of local rose at that stunning little restaurant in Deia. I remember enjoying seeing her blissfully a part of the landscape.
2. The little girls who were fishing at the rocks admiring Neus in awe of her wild beauty and staring at her body without any inhibitions what so ever. It was really sweet.
3. The local old Spanish men drinking coffee one morning, flirting with the day and my lack of Spanish.
... timeless images and pure magic…
Muse: Neus Bermejo
Mallorca, Spain