She leaned on the handle of the sailboat, her hair a dance of freedom, flirting with the whispering wind. Eyes closed, she chose to feel instead of see, to listen instead of speak. The vessel cut through the water, a silent companion to her solitary musings, under the watchful gaze of the boundless azure.
In this beautiful setting, Noëlle Kollenberg, the muse bathed in Lisbon’s golden sun, was captured by Tyler Weyman, a photographer from California, with the assistance of Steh Meyer. As a background, there was not just the wonderful backdrop of the Marqi hotel in Colares but also the untamed expanses of the coast, told through the lens and a private sailboat ride along its whispering shores.