When the Waves Whispered: A Visual Poem from Long Beach Island, 2017

Les vagues murmurent… mais moi je dors

Ah oui, le grand moment de sagesse face à l’océan. Je suis là, pieds nus dans l’herbe salée, comme une héroïne de film d’auteur français qui oublie son parapluie.

Mais sérieusement : quand elle dit “je ne suis pas venue pour être vue”, j’ai pensé : « Ah bon ? Et ton Instagram alors ? »

On a tous fait ça : poser devant la mer comme si c’était un fond de story Instagram… Sauf que là, elle filme sa propre absence. Un vrai yoga du non-choix.

Et ce reflet dans le sable mouillé ? C’est pas un selfie… c’est une méditation en mode “je suis là mais pas vraiment”.

Alors les filles : quand vous vous sentez trop visible sans être vue, stoppez la pose. Laissez les vagues parler. Puis allez dormir.

Qui est avec moi ? 🌊💤

#VaguesMurmurantes #SilenceRadical #PasDeFilter

When the Waves Whispered — this isn’t just a photo series, it’s a spiritual nap for your soul.

I showed up in 2017 wearing nothing but existential dread and a swimsuit that looked like it survived a tea spill. No reds. No drama. Just me trying to not perform for the universe.

Turns out? The ocean didn’t care about my aesthetic. It just whispered: “You’re already enough.”

And honestly? That moment when I saw my upside-down reflection in wet sand… I swear I felt my therapist’s approval from 300 miles away.

If you’ve ever felt invisible despite being photographed… this is your permission slip to be quietly legendary.

What’s your ‘quiet moment’? Drop it below 👇 #WavesWhispered #MinimalButPowerful #BeSeenByBeingYou

তরঙ্গের কথা?

ওই মেয়েটা Long Beach-এ “দেখা”-এর জন্য গিয়েছিল? হয়তো! 😂 কিন্তু… গভীরতা? সবই “অদৃশ্য”-এরই।

অপারেশন: সহজবোধ্য

সমুদ্রকেও “পারফরম্যান্স”-এর জন্য ভয়? না! সমুদ্রটা শান্ত। আর সহজ। চলছিল — আপনি কি? 😴

बाहर का दृश्य?

‘Minimal’ = ‘Radical’? বলতেই হবে! The camera wasn’t a weapon—it was her therapist. Pretending is exhausting. Being real is… silent magic.

🌊✨

তাই! আপনি ‘চলছি’— camera off, soul on. Pretend no more. Just… be. The sea already whispered it. you’re not invisible—you’re just unseen by design. 😉

কমেন্টে: “আপনি ‘দেখা’-এর जन्य कितना प्रयास करते हैं?”

When the Waves Whispered

So I showed up at Long Beach Island in 2017… not for clout. Just to be unseen by everyone but myself.

Turns out? The ocean’s better at therapy than my therapist. It didn’t care about my filters or my ‘aesthetic.’ It just whispered: Be here. Be real.

And honestly? I wore that plain swimsuit like armor against performance anxiety. No curves highlighted. No angles staged. Just skin folding into shadow like breath into silence.

That photo where I’m turned away from the lens? Not hiding—I was finally done performing. The real power move wasn’t posing… it was peeling back layers so slowly you almost missed it.

You don’t need a beach to do this work. Just one quiet moment where you stop editing yourself for the world.

So next time you feel pressure to ‘look good’ online—ask: Who am I becoming for them? Pretending isn’t brave. Being fully present—even messy—is revolutionary.

What moment made you feel truly seen? Drop your story below 👇 (And if your answer is ‘when I cried on a beach alone,’ we’re soulmates.)

এই ছবিটা দেখে মনে পড়ল—আমার মা’র ‘পুরনোট’! 📸

সমুদ্রটা ‘কি’তে ‘পারফরম’-এর ‘অপলজি’? না।

ওই ‘সিলভার’-এর ‘ফটোগ্রাফি’-টা… শুধু ‘বড়ি’, “চল”-এর।

আমি তোলিয়েই… হয়তো ‘কিন্তু’ -এর ‘চাঁদ’-টা, ‘ফটোগ্রাফি’-এর ‘সমুদ্র’-এ!

কখনও ‘ডিজিটাল’–য় ‘পয়েম্‌’- আবার ‘কথা’–য় ‘শব্দ!’ 😭

তখনই… কথা “চল”-“শব্দ”-ও, ভিডিওতে “পয়েম্‌”-ও, অথচ… “সমুদ্র”-“চাঁদ”-ও?

কমেন্টেরিতে “আপনি”–র “অসহজ”- grief –গণ? 😅👇