As a kid, I hated wearing clothes. Everything I had was two sizes too small, stitched up, or stained. In the city, kids were never taught how to have fun. Instead, they were taught to remind the poor kids how little they had. That kid was me. The first time I went nude, the sun showered me in sunlight. Searching for freedom, I moved to the desert. I’m not sure I ever found it, but when I deserted my clothes, I felt about as free as it gets… read more >
exposed and wildly alive
“My wild spirit is my deepest truth, my greatest expression and my highest love. It cannot be contained. It defies rules and explanations and logic.
