Eroticism in photographic art has always lived in a strange in-between — too bold for the mainstream, too refined for the underground, too often misunderstood by both. It’s been buried under taboos, diluted by commercialism, or worse, hijacked by the internet’s endless machine of detachment and commodification.
I hope to change that. Again.
I don’t want to bring erotica to the masses — it's not for the masses. I want to bring it into the light, into spaces where it’s been dismissed, where it’s been misunderstood, where it should fit but never quite has. Eroticism isn’t the problem. The way it’s been used, twisted, reduced to either shame or transaction — that’s the problem. And I want to reclaim it.
Erotica can be powerful, if perhaps daring. It can celebrate beauty, desire, and intimacy without cheapening them. But for the last 25-30 years, the internet has largely dictated how people consume, perceive, and process sexuality — and not for the better. An entire generation was raised on instant gratification and disconnection, on the idea that eroticism is either a punchline or a product. The result? A culture both obsessed with and repelled by its own nature.
Photography has the ability to reclaim that space — not by sanitizing eroticism, not by making it more "acceptable" in the eyes of institutions that have never truly understood it, but by restoring its depth.
Erotica has long been a part of art history, celebrated in paintings, sculpture, literature — works that stirred conversation, provoked thought, and embodied something deeper than surface-level indulgence. Somewhere along the way, that nuance got lost. The people of the internet turned eroticism into a commodity, into clicks and transactions, into something so widely accessible that it lost its meaning, even as its influence grew stronger.
I have no interest in hiding it. No interest in banning it. No interest in calling it immoral. That’s never been the answer. The answer is to take it back. To show that eroticism, when handled with intention, depth, and artistic respect, is not something to be discarded as smut or dismissed as "unserious". I want to create images that push past the noise, past the clichés, past the easy labels.
I want to explore the kind of eroticism that doesn’t beg for validation but instead stands on its own. The kind that doesn’t shrink away in the face of critique but also doesn’t scream for attention. There is a space between vulgarity and prudishness, between exploitation and repression –– that space is where I want my work to live.
This isn’t about shock value. It’s not about rebellion for rebellion’s sake. It’s about presenting something that has been mishandled for decades in a way that brings back the artistry, the humanity, the intrigue.
Eroticism, in its best form, is about connection. It’s about expression. It’s about something deeper than just what’s on the surface.
And if I have my way, it’s going to be seen that way again.
