Me NSFW

This being San Francisco, I make a lot of clothes for the various calendar parties, ranging from free street fairs to house parties and clubs. Like with my large LED projects, dress is a risk, a chance to try something new and potentially ridiculous. While Boston may feature engineers building contraptions in their solitary winter basements, San Francisco is the scene for performance, drag, and dress-up.

Sure, I may not wear much in some of these shots, but at just under fifty years old, this limber body may not be the same much longer, so I’m grateful for a permanent record of who I once was. I lived and lived well. As I look through these photos, I recognize that I look better as blond than with green hair. I roar a lot. I haven’t changed much in 15 years, except to become more of myself.