In May, 2014, I was fortunate to stumble upon a woman named Betty Dodson, a feisty white-haired senior who had been offering masturbation workshops out of her Manhattan apartment for years…

A friend of mine showed me her pussy electrified and I wanted to see how my pussy would look lit up and I’m in love…

I asked for a portrait of my pussy as part of a larger effort to become more deeply acquainted. Most of my naked photos are somewhat discreet, not so prominently featuring the details and lines of this most private entry.

I always wanted to see my vagina in a different light. It surprised me how unfamiliar I really was with my own private parts.

Being chosen by Alice to receive a customized digital neon drawing of my pussy was like a sparkling road sign signaling to me that I was on the right path…

Growing up, I felt like I should be ashamed of my vulva because it didn't look like the ones in porn/nudity scènes in movies. As I grew older I started feeling that it was okay to be different… still the beauty standards affected the way I relate to my vulva…

When taking pictures, I felt closer to myself. Since we need a mirror or photo to see what our vulva looks like, taking these photos gave me a new connection with myself. After the photos were taken, I felt a sense of empowerment to share this part of myself for this project…

I realized the beauty of her and that I don't tell her often. I smiled, sparks came out, they are storm, love and sea…

It took me almost 5 months to take the photos and I didn't realize this until I went to take the photos. I was actually afraid or ashamed to take the photos, even though I felt good about doing it and good about my body…

My relationship with my vulva has always been good, very close, I know it, I like to feel it, take care of it, see it from time to time.

I actually hadn’t noticed a small mole I had until I saw the art and seeing the finished product has made me feel more confident of my body. I think she’s beautiful.

I offered to participate in the project and I felt very safe at first, but when the time came to take the photographs, that "fear" woke up in me again, ashamed of seeing "that space" almost unknown to me. I felt very nervous and embarrassed with myself, after having a glass of wine, lighting a candle and putting on some soft music, I started to take the photos...

Despite the fact that I feel a good relationship with my vulva, I must accept that I felt a bit of rejection when photographing it, it was not as pink, as symmetrical, as perfect as I would have liked to see it on the screen…