Contresens
Words and photos: Melissa Mason
Direction Positano, she spreads her legs out into another place where on loses all sense of reason ‘cept the raison d’etre. In Amalfi, there is hot friction between the tout-droits and contresens. Only place in the world does this nefarious affair make total sense.
It’s ultra vertical here, one in, one way out, everything else crashes down to the sea.
A lost control high.