DIANA MAYERS

Today I found myself thinking about how certain people come into our lives to fulfill a particular task or serve a specific purpose—and how, once that purpose has been fulfilled, circumstances unfold in such a way that they leave our lives. Every relationship involves some kind of exchange—emotional, material, intellectual, or otherwise. We give something to each other, and that is what creates a connection and keeps us interested in one another. When that exchange disappears

I’ve been called all sorts of things throughout my life: crazy, out of touch with reality, someone from another planet. People have said that I live in a world of my own. And you know what? Maybe they’re right. I believe in many things that most people dismiss as nonsense: astrology, tarot, parallel worlds, past lives, magic, spirits, and much more. I live in a world where the esoteric is real, where the universe hears you and gives you what you ask for; where angels and extr

There is one recurring situation in my work as a model that hurts me and, at times, feels downright insulting. I’m not talking about every photographer, but many of the ones who message me on social media offering a shoot somehow feel entitled to devalue me as a model, dismiss my experience, and assume that I—a professionally trained model with an extensive portfolio and years of experience—will work for free in exchange for photographs I might not even like. Sometimes the si