I actually found this image here, and I liked the blurb, largely because it personalized the images, made them not merely consensual but thoughtful - and in that thoughtful yet eminently evident violence, shockingly tantalizing.
I subsequently found this, which rambles a little, but I prefer the writing -
“I want to touch her or even get close enough to smell her yet I can only see her. Every crevice and texture of her snow-white skin. The plum red bruises that welt up on her like over ripe fruit that have fallen from a tree. …everything that is happening is happening because she wants it to. …I just want to sit back and look through whatever peephole I can find and ponder the results of the painful memories that linger within all of us, yet I keep asking myself, does she need to do this? Is this a release? Does she get pleasure from this process?….It’s a small secret part of our daily lives where exists the hard and the soft… The celebration of the female form and the harshness of our day-to-day reality. The pain but also the pleasure in the pain. ..Most of all, it is brave and I feel this is just what we as a society need is someone to come along and show us her view in it’s most raw form. Nothing is half way there. This is what Tricia Lawless Murray does and we are lucky to have been invited into her world and lucky that she is willing to share it with all of us.”