
This word doesn’t exist… but the more I think about it, the more it feels like me. Maudulations are my moods, my shifts, my contrasts, my desires … What I show, what I hide, what I reveal. Sometimes soft, sometimes sensual, sometimes sexy, sometimes raw. There are days when I feel light, and others when everything weighs a bit more. Some days burn with intensity, others are more subdued… But all of it is true. All of it is part of me. And I always come back. These past few weeks haven’t been easy. Technical ... Read more