You’re awesomely weird.
You wear cowboy boots and a dress.
You let your heart pump in one hand and paint with the other.
You leave the smell of hunger on virtual print letters that form words with no agenda.

Some of these things must hurt you and you’re not a masochist. Just a girl who thinks love is much more than this, any of this.

A male friend.
Son regard, ma vulnérabilité [Diptych] ©2005  Acrylic on raw canvas 48” X 96” (Part of Le Désir non résolu corpus)

Son regard, ma vulnérabilité [Diptych] ©2005 
Acrylic on raw canvas 48” X 96” (Part of Le Désir non résolu corpus)

‎So.
Will you paint my face?
I’ll give you a pint of Bajada’s blood.
Bloody loved and talented.
Dave Jaffer

Unexpected Cheek Kissing.

3Some serie is 2 faces combined on 1 raw canvas. From my creative zone to Studio 561 in Toronto.

Strings Of Mine

Shape with a hole through me
That blinds you to whatever you seem to see
Never care much
Always come lust
If you were not so crowed with pleasure
Perhaps you could’ve used your hands for sure
By plucking my soul
& stretching my mind
Sounds would have came out differently

You stumble upon what’s beyond you
Being smitten with you.

[écrit en 1997]