Marrus Art - Chainpigs

This image popped into my head while on a skiing trip when I was sixteen, as a beautiful twelve year old girl and I sat across from one another in our underwear in front of a fireplace. She was trying to convince me to fool around with her, that she was sixteen, too. I wasn't going for it. It was three in the morning. I was half asleep. The image of pigs hanging from a tree limb grown around chains while the shadow of the big bad wolf loomed in the background popped into my head. I don't know why, but it was a terrific picture.

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