"She walked in at the last minute — tall, graceful, like a wild cat.
A white Polaroid in one hand, a shepherd dog by her side.
That was the first time I saw Leonista.
I knew instantly — I had to photograph her.
Later I found out she’s an artist. She sketches boldness —wild, sensual, untamed.
Two years ago, I shot her for the cover of a magazine.
Red dress. Full power. Pure feminine energy.
And now — this photo.
She’s sitting on a velvet red chair, holding that magazine in her hands.
Long limbs. Confident gaze. The color red is no accident — it’s her.
Wild. Proud. Electric.
This image came from feeling.
I don’t rush. I don’t shoot strangers.
I sit. I listen. We drink coffee. We connect.
That’s how magic happens.
When a woman lets me in, I reflect her beauty back.
Not with light — with love. With presence.
She squealed when she saw the photos. I did too.
Because we didn’t just take pictures.
We created something unforgettable.
And… there’s a surprise coming soon.
Let’s just say: I’m not done telling her story."