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.