Why is the male so visually stimulated by any image of a woman or suggestion of an image? There are graphic images of penises scratched on walls dating back before the Roman Empire. (Why they are phallic images is another question.) You can see these same crude images on bathroom walls in gas stations, and bank towers. The male brain always seems to be in a state of readiness. The rest of his body, not so much.
I got bored at the pin up calendar girls in gas stations, pool halls, rectories during the 1960s that I created my own calendar. For the brain.
I did a series of cut and paste images that I called calendar girls. This was before Photoshop. It was laborious. It became an ebook, Calendar Girls.
We measure our lives in years, months, days, seconds. Time does not move. All measurement is a memory. Some memories are true. April made up her own story. I was there. I know she’s telling the truth.
Each month has a pic. Each pic has a story. Some of the stories are true. Some of the stories were found on Wednesday afternoons. This is fiction that is non. Meaning I might have made it up if it hadn’t happened. Or the reverse.
We measure our lives in years, months, days, seconds. Time does not move. All measurement is a memory. Some memories are true. April made up her own story. I was there. I know she’s telling the truth.
Is it true? Is it a fabrication? You decide. Check out this new book from David Halliday.
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