This is a photo of my painting I had to leave behind at my house in Pukalani (DC is taking care of it for me--that's his trophies and crap on top) when I moved back to the Mainland. I love this painting and was so sad that I couldn't figure out how to take it with me, but I just didn't trust myself to disassemble the frame and roll up the canvas, like somebody said I should. Anyway, I'll be back for it someday...
It was painted by the lovely Adrienne Martinez, who is now co-owner of Cafe Marc Aurel in Wailuku. And no, the girl is not me--it's Adrienne's sister. Back when Adrienne was doing the whole Wild Banana art gallery and Exotic Erotic party project in Wailuku, I saw this piece hanging up in the main exhibit room and just couldn't take my eyes off it. There's something profound in it for me that I've not ever been able to articulate... it's seductive and wistful somehow, but also a little dangerous--kind of manga-esque violent in its starkness and the tone of her hair and outline of her body, the sharp lines of her ass. Well, so, my boyfriend at the time, who was also an artist and big fan of Adrienne's, bought the painting for my birthday--he was a sweetheart. And it became one of my most prized possessions...
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