Ladies and gentleman, the above fair maiden is neither Lady Godiva or the apple-chomping Eve, and we should all rejoice in that fact, for tonight's Toil Girl is with us on this planet here and now and in the flesh.

Speaking of succulent sweet fruit, this bare naked lady goes by the name Kiwi. With dimples that light her mossy path every time she smiles, Kiwi explores nature in her birthday best just as comfortably and gracefully as any other warm-blooded creature of the Earth.

To know Kiwi is to love her, and the little I know of this talented artist and writer makes me long to be good buds with her, as opposed to the occasional "how's life?" emails her and I share. With paint, food, Christmas lights, and anything else lying around the house, Kiwi often turns her body into the ultimate art canvas. With the aid of her amazing computer art skills, she turns her most vivid visions into two dimensional reality, with her body as the center of the aesthetic universe appropriately so.

Even though much of Kiwi's soul floats forever in the sparkling cosmos, I wanted my depiction of her to show what those cosmos ultimately gave birth to. Life. One hellava life.

Kiwi confirms that the ample female body will forever remain one of the most supreme factors of beautiful art. A fact which surely prompts the galactic gods and goddesses of the infinite universe to forcefully say in unison, "Like, duh!".

Date of entry: 12/02