Boys will be boys and men will be men… well, mostly. Do you sometimes get to wonder why you were meant to walk down a particular road? No… not the deep, philological roads of life… just a neighbourhood road, that’s all. If you wandered down this particular suburban street with your young son or grandson and he asks you about the stork and the meaning of life, how would you answer? Especially if you just so happen to meander past this lonely lady…
PS – Mind you… I suppose one man’s art is another’s porn… does erotic turns to sensual… or does it? I wouldn’t have a clue… would you?
PPS – I wonder… would listening to “Wish You Were Here” while doing this post suggest something subliminal?
PPPS – Questions… questions, more questions. After all these years I still haven’t managed to work it out!
PPPPS – Maybe this post should be tagged AC? Is art AC? Or… maybe AC/ DC? Fek… now I’m messing with my head!
PPPPPS – There’s a certain Peter Sarstedt song that would fit here… would it not? OK… before I get too carried away I’ll go off and listen to Rodriguez songs!