Over the years I have discovered I love experimenting– with personal style, photography, art, writing, sex, play… trying new things, especially strange, is one of my favorite games. Thus, showing this little part of myself to the world, the part that still gets comfort out of curling up with a stuffed animal (in this case a pig named Buggy who has traveled through two duty stations and two and a half decades with me), was a bit of a risk.
I decided to up the ante by “painting” over the manipulated photo. Why not, right? If I fail, only the internet might be witness. The entire internet. Or the few people who will read this.