Friday, February 16, 2007


11" X 17", pen and ink on paper

I've started a new series about men and women who do traditional "HILOT". here's the first one and hopefully, these would see the light of day as a painting.


Years ago, i once had the service of one who massaged a sprained ankle. whether it did help my ankle or not, i simply just liked the touch of another. i have to admit though, the stench of the old woman's cigarette and foul breath took away the exhiliration of the experience.


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