Do to their size, personal appeal (too me), and their one time proximity to a scanner, these four images have existed close to the surface in my ever-expanding heap of media. Although they live in a folder deep down in my hard drive, I occasionally dig them up to look at them and reconnect with the me that made them. I love them each in their own way and find them empowering . They are all four strange, sexual, and compelling. They representing titillation, compulsion, confusion and awe.