Nana Péché

What is innocence? The absence of shame and guilt. Innocence is sacred shamelessness. With that said, let us turn the spotlight of our attention to Nana Péché: she appears cat-like and trusting, as if she has just awakened, distractedly emerging from a daydream. An odalisque lolling in the twilight of the harem. The soft languor of her relaxed limbs, her loose joints. Every movement, however small, is somnambulistically lascivious, casually beguiling, hardly aware of its fatal effectiveness. Her dancing curves are flatteringly framed by the dark gold of her Magdalene hair. The sidelong glance of her blue-green eyes, unchastely veiled, the shimmering white of her eyeballs, infinitely lascivious! The power bestowed upon this subversive siren transcends her individuality. Nana Péché embodies a spirit as old as creation itself. The sensuality of a lost paradise.

Nana about herself.

I am a child of the freest city in the world. Our beloved Babylon, where we turn night into day, night after night… Ever since my years as a naughty schoolgirl, I have been raving and losing myself in Berlin’s nightlife. When I dance, I feel at one with the spherical, with the enthusiasm that connects everything. I am in love! In love forever and ever! This insatiable longing inside me makes me melancholic, and I wrap myself in this sweet melancholy. Like a mysterious veil that exposes more than it conceals. Yes, I embrace my vulnerability. It is nothing more than my humble reverence for life. I am a desperate romantic, I want to give myself endlessly to a feeling that is greater than my existence. I want to be like the flower that opens itself trustingly to the unknown, offering its innermost self. This is how grace comes into the world.