Juergen teller, easily one of my favourite photographers. This series which sees two of his muses, Racquel Zimmerman and Charlotte Rampling stark naked, breezing around the Louvre also holds a special place in my heart. I tore the second picture from weekend newspaper supplement over a Saturday breakfast sometime last year and it's been stuck above my bed ever since. I love that (in the fourth photograph specifically) there is really very little difference between Raquel and Charlotte's bodies. As far as Louvre rendez-vous go, I think these portraits safely beat Theo, Isabelle and Matthew's racing through the gallery in 9 minutes and 27 seconds.