"Interfaith" oil on canvas 2.5x2.5' 2010. This is the story of defining yourself, some have labels, I do not. I have come to conclusion when it comes to surrendering to love I refuse to commit to any specific religion. Instead I believe in respecting how ever way someone finds hope. As for love, I've been fortunate to have good men in my life that have stayed loyal to me yet let me be ~tbfree. After some 20 plus years of these men in my life I realized they did good by me. There are many packs of wolves who have had their influence on me when it comes to this bleeding heart of mine. All I can say is thank you, tho a late bloomer in this love game I'm armored for battle. The beauty of always being a queen bee of a wolf pack, it turns the tables quite a bit. I know not of the bs game of seduction all I know is I like when a man is comfortable around me so much he tells me all his truth. I've been loved so much I see it intimating to be this honest in that bs game. I thank you my wolf packs, thank you. I've also realized I like to take ones bullshit and give it right back in a way that makes you scratch your head and question: "Who's smarter?" Then I smile for it's the little things of love that makes good seduction. To know someone so well you could literally step into their mind? I smile again for this underdog of a Wolfpack is a loyal dog and forgives and forgets but never lets you go. Over time I grow on you like unconditional love to the point you realize "Such a classic girl gives her man great ideas and hears you tell your friends "Hey man Why don't you listen to my great idea." Then I smile again for love with me or how I'll ever surrender is the realization "It's like slapping yourself in the face. "Thus two songs off Ritual De Lo Habitual by Janes Addiction both written by Lou Reed who inspired this painting.