The photographs do not describe or even tell, but rather they elude or more often allude. There are no polished bodies shifting between Edenic paradises or luxurious Californian residences filled with mirrors and deep blue pools. None of Bosch’s delights appears here. What the images contain and signify is deliberately postponed, almost as if the function of these photos were to protect the bodies of the actors in space, to put off their actions in time. The photographer’s gaze often lingers on what does not appear, on what one does not expect to see.