If you’ve got a vagina and you’re a regular user of urban public transportation, then, chances are, you’ve been hassled (“complimented”?) by more than your fair share of winking bus-riders and metro molesters.
So, here’s my thing about the human body: I think it’s dropdead gorgeous. I could draw, paint, photograph, touch, write poems about, and otherwise give hommage to this exquisite machine for as long as my own body keeps functioning… and I probably will. Nudes are often my favorite images, whether the subject of my own … Continue reading
If the folks at The New Yorker were to dish out a caricature of me, I think I know what it’d look like…
Je fume, nous fumons, et la lumière fut.
Sexier than a cowboy.
Rather than the blind leading the blind, let’s all feel our way together.