There is undoubtedly a story behind these images but I confess I have forgotten it. If I ever knew it. I remember this girl was an American student at Exeter University probably 1992, possibly a year earlier or a year later. I remember her as quiet, poetic, thoughtful but with an acidic humour, that dry wit that American confuses the rest of the world with. I don’t remember her name and I didn’t write it down on the negative sleeves. I will have known it once and that is lost along with the story. I remember that there was conversation about being topless. She had beautiful breasts, gorgeous hair and a smile that betrayed that dry wit. Noblesse Oblige that I don’t share the topless images but they were clearly portraits above all else. We went up to the all-weather hockey pitch on campus to have a uniform background and used the diffused sunlight of the sun. A simple setting. Beautiful portraits.