On the one hand, we have this ultimate of spiritual, religious experiences. We are at our most vulnerable. We have stripped ourselves of our walls and egos. We place our bodies and minds at the foot of others. They touch us softly. We can almost feel the breath from their lips as they speak holy rites.
On the other hand, we are awkward and numb. We go through a ritual because we don't see another way. The person performing the rite is wholly disconnected from our intimate life. The world outside has no idea what we are going through.
Certainly, this was a unique, powerful, beautiful, ugly, thought provoking, numbing experience.

un teint immaculé, bruno dayan for l’officiel #128, 1998