Sjoerd

Sjoerd was the first guy I would truly call my boyfriend. I had had some experiences with other guys, but those were more "like Roman wrestling". We had a stormy relationship. There was a lot of attraction, as well as a lot of fighting. In hindsight I feel we both used the relationship to at least decide what we did NOT want. He became my "best ex".

We had a good time together, but we did fight a lot too. Mars, the god of war, seems an appropriate inspiration. Especially in the way Velasquez had depicted him.

Know how you can feel an urge to pay people back whom you think have done you wrong? This is my version. Sjoerd as my widow, grieving like Queen Victoria for decades over her lost partner.... A bit pathetic, but I do like the image.