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Veruschka by Steven Meisel for Vogue Italia October 1990
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Melanie Thierry reading in “Like in a Movie” for Vogue Italia, March 2004. Photograph by Peter Lindbergh.
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Michael Howard’s work is at once both soft and intense. The London-based illustrator - also known as NVM Illustration - creates images containing a plethora of emotions: passion, solemnity, strength, vulnerability. Just take a look at his Eden series, which embraces moments of intimacy and beard botany (what’s not to love?). The quiet eroticism and natural scenes within the series bring to mind the poetry of Walt Whitman:
I believe in you my soul, the other I am must not abase itself to you, And you must not be abased to the other.
Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat, Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best, Only the lull I like, the hum of your valvèd voice.
I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning, How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn’d over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my bare-stript heart, And reach’d till you felt my beard, and reach’d till you held my feet. (excerpt: Section 5, ‘Song of Myself’)
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