Rachel as a mermaid or selkie or a ghost. She spent long hours laying in the surf, in her clothes, feeling the cold water chill her until she couldn't think and her joints hurt and her blood was molasses. She didn't know she was playing with her life. She just knew it calmed her down, when nothing made sense.
Mary Beth, a strong farm girl who had a blissful marriage for five years, before her tragic loss. She asked me not to do any portraits of her. She thought she wasn't attractive. But I thought she was more than beautiful, she was powerful.