Being naked – I love being naked. I’m the sort of person who gets home from work everyday and takes off all her clothes because I just like being naked, and I think it’s a shorthand to something….   Why do I feel the need to take off my clothes all the time? It also feels somehow wrong or that we’re not supposed to be naked or to show our naked bodies. I don’t know what it is about that that appeals to me – that makes me feel like I should…

Sure there’s an element of feeling constricted and restricted and constrained in my daily life and sometimes I just want to take it all off literally… it helps me shed the day, and shed the outer world and return to my inner world. And it’s also a little bit funny and untoward and impolite and that just makes it even better.

When I saw the photographs I definitely was expecting to be embarrassed or ashamed or be reminded of the guilt of being fat. And I didn’t feel any of those things. I was really and truly surprised to find that I myself found the photos pleasing and aesthetically beautiful, and that I looked like the cliché of a full-figured Botticelli model. I was just blown away. And it was a good reminder to me that I’m beautiful and that my body is something that is young and healthy and worth celebrating. The fact that my body would be worth taking a picture of and sharing with the public…that was a surprise, not what I expected.