Captured in New Orleans Jazz Fest 2015. I was trying to shoot some images of this voodoo stick which was anchored in the mud. Suddenly this amazing woman jumped out of the tent and confronted me with a smile about my intentions with her voodoo stick. I took a good look at her and her voodoo stick and visioned the image I wanted in my mind. I navigated her into my
“studio” I used the tent as a backdrop and natural lighting from the cloudy sunshine. This image gives me feminine power. Death is just a transition, nothing less nothing more.