Małgorzata Zieleńska - galeria

Gently caressing a well-loved script, I stood on my makeshift stage, my little corner of the world where fantasy and reality interweave with a passionate fervor unmatched. The anticipation always danced at the edge of my senses, like the gentle lick of a candle flame, hot and yet, undeniably inviting. ??•???? A sense of hushed expectation hovered in the air, the energy in the room crackling, sizzling, vibrating with unnamed, insatiable desires. For me, this is not just a show, it's a dance of exploration, a brilliantly choreographed performance where we unraveled the intimate terrains of the human mind and its pulsating hunger for the forbidden. ??’¦

A vital part of my show, my performance, my story is the roleplay. Sometimes, I am the enigma, the Elegant Lord from the 18th century, where every word dripped with power and ancient sensuality. Other times, I am the eager artist, young, vulnerable, ripe, aching with a silent yearning for the touch of the muse. Always, I am dressed in hand-curated links of enchanting costumes and accessories, each meticulously selected to the smallest detail, mirroring each persona I embody. They fasten on my skin, fusing into my identity ??“ the magnetic Italian non-binary performance artist I am, at 36.

The stage is set, the lights are dimmed, the music dances to the rhythm of raw, unleashed passion. I immerse myself into an intoxicating