unless you have a change of underwear nearby this is probably not the place for you... because at one point or another nausika's stream is sure to make you piss yourself laughing, shit yourself in fear, or cream your drawers in ecstasy.. if you should happen to be short on briefs, she might even help you there.. bec… Read more

unless you have a change of underwear nearby this is probably not the place for you... because at one point or another nausika's stream is sure to make you piss yourself laughing, shit yourself in fear, or cream your drawers in ecstasy.. if you should happen to be short on briefs, she might even help you there.. because she also has the tastiest collection of lingerie anywhere on the flick...enjoy love ya nau

The American photographer Irving Penn once said something like, “A good photograph should startle the eye of the beholder.” Nausika’s photographs usually startle the eye: the viewer looks once, then again, and again. Her photographs are unique and so distinctive that she truly has developed her own photographic “voic… Read more

The American photographer Irving Penn once said something like, “A good photograph should startle the eye of the beholder.” Nausika’s photographs usually startle the eye: the viewer looks once, then again, and again. Her photographs are unique and so distinctive that she truly has developed her own photographic “voice.” Her signature images are close-focus landscapes of her own body. These images are strong, sexual, sensual, and compelling, and they are often also wildly inventive and comical, and sometimes alarming, as well as technically superb. Browsing through her photographs is both great fun and remarkably instructive.

Doliente cierva, que el herido lado de ponzoñosa y cruda yerba lleno, buscas el agua de la fuente pura, con el cansado aliento que en el seno bello de la corriente sangre hinchado, débil y decaída tu hermosura; ¡ay!, que la mano dura que tu nevado pecho ha puesto en tal estrecho, gozosa va con tu desdicha cuan… Read more

Doliente cierva, que el herido lado de ponzoñosa y cruda yerba lleno, buscas el agua de la fuente pura, con el cansado aliento que en el seno bello de la corriente sangre hinchado, débil y decaída tu hermosura; ¡ay!, que la mano dura que tu nevado pecho ha puesto en tal estrecho, gozosa va con tu desdicha cuando cierva mortal, viviendo, estás penando tu desangrado dedo presiona con los ojos de la niña de tu cámara el obturador.

The dark forces of the cosmos convened a galactic council to advance the state of mystical powers. The carbon unit we know as "nausika" was forged in their ceremonial fire with all the magic they could collectively muster. A little white magic accidentally slipped into the primordial stew as the glob gradually took for… Read more

The dark forces of the cosmos convened a galactic council to advance the state of mystical powers. The carbon unit we know as "nausika" was forged in their ceremonial fire with all the magic they could collectively muster. A little white magic accidentally slipped into the primordial stew as the glob gradually took form and she began to breath the rich smoke from the incense and the charred bodies of the sacrificed sentient life forms. Once they discovered the contamination by white magic, she was exiled to earth to live amongst us. She is as deep as an ocean trench and frequently high enough to look down upon the orbiting space station - and everything in between. Enjoy her photos at the surface level and feel her smile and thoughtfulness shine through. Dig deeper into her imagery and meld with her mind for an experience that'll change the way you think.