This is an older piece that I made with an old photo enlarger, my facial profile, and my hands. I don’t know what led to me making it, but I know I was suffering from depression at the time. It’s hard to tell which way the hands are pushing. Hands coming at me or my hands pushing something away. A person? A thought? A nightmare? Scary no matter which way you look at it. It’s like a bad dream you can sort of remember, but can’t really interpret what happened or why.
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