By now, you’re probably wondering what all this has to do with meeting Cole. Well, everything that happened over that Christmas holiday—the Elephant Child, Kade, shooting a music video—made a big difference in what happened next. I had to tell you those stories so I could tell you this one. Remember that phone call I…
Here’s an image of Aphrodite enjoying a Nereid’s kiss. The kisses of Nereids are—as you might imagine—very special! (No wonder the Sea’s stirred up!) I have other images of her and Nereids kissing (Nereids necking? 😉) Those are actually more chaste than this one. But I figured I’d go ahead and post this one first… Why wait? 😊 (Hopefully it won’t make the other feel…
There are endless clichés about rock stars: they are high-strung and temperamental; they spend more time in rehab than on tour; they do crazy shit like demanding two kilos of M&M’s with all the green ones removed or roasting a goat in their hotel room; they go everywhere with an entourage that would fill a…
Growing up, I loved Neo-Classical painting. William-Adolphe Bouguereau is one of my favorites. I loved his style and some of his paintings I find frankly erotic (like Nymphaeum, 1878), which is unusual for his time. This image was inspired by his paintings of L’Aurore (Dawn) (1881) and Le Crépuscule (Dusk) (1882). In Greek myth, Night…
Christmas day rose up, bright and clear and promising to be warm, but not too warm. I set my alarm for a half hour past sunrise, lazed for a quarter hour more and then collected Juniper from her place on the shelf above my bed and went to check on Tee. We might have hit…
… and Aphrodite is never shy about sharing her favors. What could be more sublime than bringing love and pleasure into the world? So for your Sunday, I’m sharing a trilogy (triad? trifecta?) of images the Goddess of both (Love and Pleasure) with a lovely mermaid (as if there’s any other kind). I hope you…
When Aphrodite’s away Nereids still play…
I arrived home about 2:30 to find out Tee was having one of her “okay” days. Let me explain: if I ask Tee how she’s doing, she’ll answer fine, good, or great—or maybe okay. You see, as far as Tee’s concerned, she doesn’t have bad days. But some of her okay days would land you or me in the hospital begging to…
I imagine most if not all of you know the legend of the birth of Aphrodite (or Venus, as the case may be)? The best know version (I think) is that the children of Ouranos (the Sky Father) turned on him, castrated him and threw his “severed genitals” (as they often put it) into the…
One of the downsides of working for a regional lab is not getting Christmas Eve off. But we don’t return to work until January 3rd, a humane indulgence for those who like to celebrate more vigorously. National and metro think we’re funny that way. Even though Christmas Eve is nominally still a full workday, people…
When I was in the 3rd Grade, Monet was one of my favorite artists. I’d just discovered oil pastels (being rather young for oil paints) and they were the perfect thing to do impressionist “paintings” on 5×7 notecards, inspired my Monet’s Water Lilies. I produced one, showed my mom, and she was impressed. She gave…
Now that you know where it all began, when did it all begin? The Monday before Christmas last year. Monday mornings are a bit special at my job. They are usually slow, giving me and Brody time to rehash our weekend. Now, everyone has a fatal flaw. In Brody’s case, he loves cricket. I think…
I tried out a slightly different style for this image, giving it a different feel. What do you think? Do you have a preference? Your views are valuable!