This was another card I made for myself. It’s a tad bitter, I realize, but I was realizing (once again) just how sex can severely alter my sense of the reality of a situation, hence, the dark side. I was also thinking about how when you remove emotion from sex, all that is left are the seemy and all-too-physical paraphernalia associated with sex–the lace stockings, the condoms, the birth control pills. This is sort of my rejection of the physicality of sex in hopes of finding something a little more uplifting. Circa 2006
