The Beach byLily Bertrand-Webb

"Shot on a hot summer’s day, the day after the devastating Grenfell Tower tragedy, my friends and I went walking along Ibiza’s cliffs, to try and find a secret empty beach to gather our thoughts. This was shot on an expired film on my broken camera. The light leaked into the camera, causing this roaring red spill. Look closely and you may just find a nudist lying down and baring all." - Lily Bertrand-Webb

Lily Bertrand-Webb presents her photographic series, “The Flâneuse.”

“For a woman to be a flâneuse, first and foremost, she’s got to be a walker – someone who gets to know the city by wandering its streets, investigating its dark corners, peering behind façades, penetrating into secret courtyards. Virginia Woolf called it ‘street haunting’ in an essay by that name: sailing out into a winter evening, surrounded by the ‘champagne brightness of the air and the sociability of the streets’, we leave the things that define us at home, and become ‘part of that vast republican army of anonymous trampers’.” - an excerpt from Flâneuse: Women Walk the City by Lauren Elkin