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anastasiia

you won’t know what you’re getting
that’s the point
TEN POLAROIDS - ANASTASIIA
195

each package contains 10 Polaroids of anastasiia, carefully curated —
every set is one-of-a-kind and will never be repeated

  • original fujifilm instax wide format
  • (photo size: 108 × 86 mm / 4.25 × 3.39 in)
  • each polaroid is hand-signed and marked with its edition number
  • sealed in an envelope
  • includes a personal message from the artist

📦 limited to 100 sets
🌍 worldwide shipping available
treskow's note


this time, it’s all about polaroids
from my shoot with Anastassia, I’ve created a limited edition of original instax wide prints — selected from a pool of 50 unique photographs

once they’re gone, they’re gone
no reprints
no duplicates
only the instant magic — captured once & kept forever
PICTURE THAT:


veiled and naked

kneeling like a threat

no face no mercy

the lace hangs

the room holds its breath

PICTURE THAT:


spine arched like a weapon drawn

arms locked above like a gate shut

no eyes no plea

just muscle tension and control

the lace slips but she doesn’t

PICTURE THAT:


arched

sharp hips split the dark

hands behind head like a dare

the heel digs in

not dancing — declaring

the shadow kneels before her

PICTURE THAT:


stretched

not resting — staking ground

arms forward like a threat made horizontal

hair spills, hips rise

stillness with intent

the silence leans in

PICTURE THAT:


glass table

plastic floor

body stretched like a loaded wire

heels locked

grip unbroken

this isn’t a pose

it’s a warning

PICTURE THAT:


one leg raised

hips carved from shadow

hand over mouth

not to silence — to contain

she holds the tension

lets the rest watch

PICTURE THAT:


veiled again

no face no mercy

spine sharpened by silence

the body obeys no one

she kneels like a threat held back

bare

dangerous

untouched

PICTURE THAT:


glass table

heels in the air like punctuation marks

glove stretched tight

head bowed — not in shame

in calculation

this is how predators rest

PICTURE THAT:


on all fours

glass beneath her

glove tight

heel sharp

she doesn’t crawl — she prowls

submission is just another shape of power

PICTURE THAT:


still

bare on glass

one glove one gaze

not posed — stationed

like a trap with patience

the room dims for her command

PICTURE THAT:


masked

arms wide like a crucifix

but nothing holy here

heels sharp

hips carved

she watches without eyes

you confess without speaking

PICTURE THAT:


perched

bare chest

mask still

cape spilling like ink

this isn’t a pose

it’s a sentence

and you’ve already been judged

PICTURE THAT:


motion snapped

hair wild

spine coiled

heel ready

she’s not turning away

she’s turning on you

and the shadow flinched first

I am all ears
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