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There’s an online article on MSNBC about the Seattle Erotic Art Festival and if you click on the slideshow link, #8 is a very pretty picture of Sophia being painted by yours truly.

Currently lounging in my brand new 100% silk pink leopard birthday pjs, listening to my brand new birthday Tommy Emmanuel cd’s in my lovely forested penthouse bedroom two floors above my newly hooked up birthday(well, not really, but close enough) breaker… Just waiting, breathlessly, ecstatically waiting, with it’s long conduit pinned properly all along the wall to the garage and it’s extra-long cabled plug-in beckoning. Waiting for me to go buy my new KILN and sculpt and sculpt and SCULPT!

Holy goddess, it’s been TOOOOOOO DAMN many years since I had my fingers buried in clay, since I pushed and poked and prodded and plucked my creatures and creations to life. I’m so excited I’m buzzing, melting, giggling, glowing with fecund anticipation.

David Roman you’re my HERO!!!

Fitting perhaps that such a firey wunderkind should whip my electricity into shape… Can’t wait to go buy my kiln… Soon, so fuckinglovelysoon.

Pprrrrrrrr…..

The paint is a little cracked at this point, but still a yummy, yummy shot.

A bit Pink Devil Cheesecake, but I figured if I had all that makeup on, I might as well play it up!

My thanks to photographer Michael Rosen.

I got to bodypaint as the opening tableau at the Wet Spots concert thursday. Lovely Leianna was once again my willing, wiggly canvas and had the excellent inspiration of a koi painting. We’re both pisces, so it didn’t take me long to slip into the theme. I love how it turned out. So gorgeous! I love how the starfish detail wraps its’ arms around her curvacious derriere.

The concert was so fun too. If you ever get a chance to hear the Wet Spots perform their luscious, hilarious kinky songs, DON’T MISS IT! They were awesome-I couldn’t stop laughing and the whole audience was singing along.

More pretty Leianna pics here.

There are thirty eight ingredients in a Mcdonalds Chicken nugget and chicken isn’t even the biggest one.

Eeeeeeugh.

The post sure brewed up a storm of responses-there’s an awful lot of people out there hot about nuggets, no matter what’s in ‘em, I guess. Yikes!

I like Goat’s comment best, but then I’d probably label most of the food at Safeway ‘Don’t Eat’!

Thanks, D.

SEAF rocked this year. I had so much fun painting Leianna and Sophia.

I wasn’t sure about it at first, cuz they wanted me to do outfits, rather than my usual painterly body art. No way I was going to pass it up though and I’m SO glad.

I saw some amazing performances, danced up a storm and met some gorgeous new friends, the incredibly sexilicious couple, Sophia and Roth whom I shortly had the honor of escorting to the exclusive after party at the Oasis. It was bliss incarnate, or was that carnal bliss…? Nay, I forget myself, or perhaps I wander in ethereal realms of ecstatically imagined futures, Twas fairly innocent, methinks, forsooth.

But whatever it was or wasn’t, I’m still more than blissing on the kissing…

But here I am rambling on, when what you(all of you thronging masses out there who voraciously read me up and leave me sighing, alone, bereft even of the tiniest of comments) really want is pictures of pretty paintclad women!

Mine didn’t turn out that great, but clamor not, there were some real live perfessional photographers at the event so go here(thank you, Jim).

and here(thank you Gerald) and here(Gerald again) and you’ll see me in action, dressing up my beautiful models.

Many kisses to Leianna and Sophia for once again lending themselves so wholly to my art and to Roth and Sophie for celebrating their anniversary with me.

I’m a fortunate woman.

An interview with Pema Chodron.

Our new friend Stan(just met at Breitenbush) took this pic on his way home to California.

Currently playing: ‘Damn your eyes!’ on my new birthday Zap Mama cd, Seven. So good.

My day of birth was spent lounging in a hotspring pool in a misty meadow, with deer picturesquely cropping the grass, rain pouring down my face(and any other part not happily ensconced in the luscious hot water) and the lovely sussurus of the Breitenbush river as ambiant harmony.

We walked the labyrinth and Sam even had the tenacity to walk the whole way back again, rather than opting for the quick an’ dirty hop out.

The resort is heavenly, the food delicious and abundant, the river gorgeous AND very good for throwing rocks in.

More pics here {warning: some nude me.}