


A garment of clear water is being torn off a naked woman by the wind: it streams off her body horizontally as one long flat glowing sheet that crosses the entire width of the picture and breaks into threads and spray at the far edge, and only her shoulders and one hip still carry it. She stands side on and well over to the left of the frame on a bare stone terrace, braced, her weight thrown onto the back leg, both heels dug in, her head turned down and away from the wind. A flat white sky fills the rest of the frame and the hard noon sun is straight behind her. The stone is dark and wet in one long streak downwind of her, the only dark shape in the picture. Camera at chest height, level. backlit, hard sunlight, high key, high contrast, sharp focus, deep depth of field. In the lower right corner, a pencil signature: Ziggy






