" “Lightness” is right—she’s floating on a cloud! That’s what it feels like. Once the delicious Dionysian intoxication started to fade and I regained my ability to look at something besides her, “the cloud” revealed itself to be a fluffy comforter. I would imagine that achieving cloudness was facilitated by your choice of a monochromatic palette.
You could have even replaced "unbearable" with “the ecstatic lightness of being” but that doesn’t matter, your work is not about words. It’s the cure for words, the antidote—which is true for anything sublime.
I love how comfortable she is in her own skin, neither self-conscious nor exhibitionist, content to just “be”. Like your Venus, she is unaware of our gaze; she is not there “for us”, she just IS. And thank god you didn’t succumb to the temptation to convey “lightness” by using an anorexic model; but you are never one to take shortcuts. In fact lately you seem to be setting up ever bigger challenges for yourself!"
Richard H. Barker, author of Transcending Evolution