It must be the exhibitionist in Katya that makes her cast her clothes to the wind as soon as she appears for a photo shoot. The girl is as bubbly as champagne, the wild Katya Nabokov must have dreamed of when he put pen to paper and wrote his masterpiece.
Petter Hegre:
Katya - Russian Passion
PHOTOGRAPHY | PETTER HEGRE WORDS | CLIFFORD THURLOW
KATYA plays to Petter Hegre's camera as if across the tiles of a chess board, wanton and provocative as she makes her moves, a playful gambit in broken sunglasses, squirming with attitude on slippery tiger sheets, teasing in playful bondage.
It is a reminder that far from Humbert Humbert corrupting his stepdaughter, it was Katya who seduced the besotted old scholar. Katya understands that. Like Vladimir Nabokov, she was born under the same Russian sky.
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