What is the body?

​What is the body?
That shadow of a shadow of your love, that somehow contains the entire universe.

• — Rumi

Is it weird that I'll post a picture of my pussy but not my face? 

I used to not post my face for concerns of anonymity. But I find those concerns concern me less every day, frankly. I'm proud of these pieces I'm making and if someone were to link them to me in real life, I'd hope I could be proud then too.
 
However, I've discovered that pictures including my face, my eyes, especially, pull focus from the words or thoughts in this close-up text-centric thing I'm doing. And not just my face, I feel that photos with faces are ultimately mostly about the face because it's the most expressive part of the body.

I think the graphic quality of a body without a face attached lends itself to contemplation of form and shape and words. Artistic meditation maybe, sensual meditation probably, but either way more general and less specific, less personal but also more expansive. It allows the audience to get involved and project a bit. To wonder and think and not just to know.

It becomes about more than just me and my body. Or at least that's my intent.