Gallery

Maria came for the first time to practice in the ancient Botanical Garden and unexpectedly found herself all alone in a huge gallery drowning in the green of tropical plants. Here, among the humid air, spicy aromas and whispering leaves, she can be herself – without observers, without rules. Her work uniform forgotten, her shoes off, her skin feels the warmth of the glass roof and the gentle light. She plays, poses between the vines and palm trees, so light, free and real. In this secluded corner of nature, she blossoms – slowly, sensually, like a rare flower that opens its petals only in solitude.