Quick feature: Paint and Kitchens

I am truly in love with your paint work. Now being the radical, protesting, picketing, marching-for-rights girl I've always been I immediately fell upon the first half of your kitchen shots and called them "Hell's Kitchen" and started a rant with myself about these scenes being perfect testimony of the eternal patriarchal misogynistic aggression against women, beating the beauty, power, self confident strength and intelligence of womankind. What else but a long and brutally enforced war against the power men fear in the energy of the female could so enslave this beauty, energy and power in such a horrid dungeon? Those first few with the death scenes triggered that. Then I paused and thought, "If you showed me a picture of kittens in a basket I would twist that into the same damned thing." And for the first time in my short life I realized that whether I'm working in the kitchen for either a male or female lover at the time, I have never felt imprisoned there. I have done it out of love, wanting to...create...and that is what Woman does, and to share of myself to them and then I thought of domestic kitchen as almost like sex in the way of giving something deep from within myself; and okay, I'm not meaning warming up ready-to-eat meals in the microwave. And that's when the image of making love to my boyfriend on the kitchen table hit me. What's cooking in your kitchen? (grins)