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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Monday, January 12, 2009

Being Naked



There have been so many people who have asked me, "why did you paint naked women"? When I came across this picture of my son and myself, I knew the answer. I knew it all along but had difficulty in expressing it. What more is there than a naked baby? A baby is so pure and innocent. As we grow, our heads are full of others telling us who we are. Almost as if we are "screwed" from day one. So, in answer to the question, "why did I paint naked women"? It was to find that innocence that still lives inside of me. The purity, the innocence of knowing, that every soul is pure. You just have to dig through the rubbish to find it again.

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