"Self-Portrait of a Stripper"
Done from my favorite piggy-bank, a gift from my then-six-year-old brother, who insisted on sight that it be purchased (in Chicago's Chinatown) because:
"It looks like you."
If society say I'm a pretty piggy bank, do I agree? If so, is it from lack of self-esteem, admission of vice or the desire for total abasement in order to obliterate my ego?
