There is a really bad joke that goes, what do you call a man with no arms or legs on a wall? Answer : Art.
Truth to tell, I'm beginning to think the best art around can be view not in a museum's wall but on many a human body. Today while shopping at the Larchmont Farmer's Market I saw one young woman with the most interesting tattoo of a vine of ivy wrap around her left arms. She reninded me a little of Batman's Poison Ivy. The detail and the color of each leaf was beautiful. Still, I wonder why people make the choices they do in body art. I may like a rose one day but the next prefer a butterfly so I'm tattoo free. There is one guy in my yoga class that has more holy images on his body than the Sistine Chapel. Which makes me wonder, when you have the image of Christ or the Blessed Virgin on your body how can you engage and enjoy real wild sex? Sorry, but my Roman Catholic guilt couldn't engage in an act of pleasure with a man with such images on his body even if he had the body and mind of an Apollo!