I'd love to have a body poems booth. Maybe just sit out on the front lawn on nice days with a sign like a lemonade stand that says, Body Poems: $1. And anybody who needed to tell herself something could just stop by and get painted. The first time I ever painted words on someone's body, I had this thought: How can I do this for a living?
And then I went to Lovebomb, and a whole group of women agreed to let me paint them. They chose the words, and I did my best to do them justice. I spent a wh
Published on September 01, 2009 20:51