A rather romantic adaption of the Duchamps urinal. And a rather entertaining pose. A rather provocative post title as well, I may assume. Put shortly: We like to say it with flowers. /HORST
When the body serves as nothing but a three-dimensional surface and becomes the message itself. When colour absorbes identity. When clothes become art installations of their own. /HORST
Body painting is the new activity for boring nights with friends. Just build a circle and get naked. Well at least your hands. Who can guess which animal I would be? /HORST