Natasha Poly in “On the Crest of a Wave” by Txema Yeste for Vogue Russia, June 2017
Posted Jun 23, 2017
Natasha Poly crashes in on a new tomorrow as she rides “On the Crest of a Wave” by Txema Yeste for Vogue Russia June 2017. I waited patiently for summer proper to show it’s face before I illuminated such a spectacular place. Art expounds this sacred ground as the sea doth pound the shore, Natasha rises forth in colorful wonder like an enchantress from the ocean floor. Natures’ wonders are found in abundance as we watch her languid along the water’s edge. Like a siren of the sea she emerges from the ocean, with silk sliding over her features, adhering like a second skin. Txema takes us to a place of purity, where the bounty of her beauty bares out. Deep shades of red let fabrics flow free with the concept being that thru it we shall see. Features succumb to every curve as gorgeousness grasps the angles of the face.
The picture is one of purity. You see it first without fully understanding the breadth of beauty you’re viewing. Natasha has always been a force to reckoned with, and here we see the momentum of that energy in full motion. To watch the wave of her back fall into a righteous curve, only to linger forth over the lure of her long legs. Olga Dunina uses the Poetry of Poly to access her otherworldly wonder. We see that She Wears the Clothes (they don’t wear her), as we view the fashions fall over her perfect frame. Exuding a power that’s highlighted by the many cleans lines of these designs. She moves from a Fendi, worn under a plush blue robe, to a clean, one-piece blue suit peaking out beneath a white fur shall. She then makes her way to a black, silk robe with piping in white. The story ends as compelling as it begins, as this stunning female walks the beach in all black and white, with a stunning Dalmatian by her side.
Whether we imagine ourselves climbing the hills of Kilimanjaro or exploring caves of Kathmandu, the romance of these pictures come into play. The sun shines in liquid lines, asking that we create a tale rich with fantastical details. Is she a spy perfecting the skill of portrayal, or is she a woman exploring the exotic outposts of her mind. Either way, this provides us with a stunning level of saturated daytime play. So here we go…. red silk erases the face as it illuminates the spirit. Rather than covering her up, this fabric sits on her skin in a way that embraces the uniqueness of her bones. Her body is a piece of artwork proper, as Victor Alvarez exposes the hidden glamour. Her inner power seems connected to something beyond our understanding ~ a universal life-force as such. Tenacity is touch by white mink while her vivacity is matched by a golden glow. The pink of her cheeks wears the color well, as her tanned skin is topped by a luscious shade of ruby. Decadence is delicious as the mouth may look mainstream but the twist is in the red kiss.
Dramatic you say, and I well concur. We get the sense of her fiery strength as we watch this female fly. Like bending steal the frame of her face seems to take on an otherworldly glow. Laurent Philippon uses her hair like golden strands, sometimes wet from the sea, simply falling off her head. And other times her dew is combed back creating a full view. Her majestic spirit is one to behold, proving there’s always something deeper waiting to ascend. “Water is fluid, soft, and yielding. But water will wear away rock, which is rigid and cannot yield. As a rule, whatever is fluid, soft, and yielding will overcome whatever is rigid and hard. This is another paradox: what is soft is strong.” by Lao-Tzu.