I can never be rid of this pain – it is part of me, my mind is incomplete, there is no rhyme, no logic, no excuse. It is all there, inside, where it is the strongest.
This is probably the most poignant piece I have ever created. It displays my inner most feelings, fears, hopes, and tragedies. THIS is the face I see when I look in the mirror. Grossly misshapen, warped, dark, seething, wounded, and vulnerable. I wish I was prouder of this – it IS one of the most intriguing photo manipulations I have ever done, but it just displays a deeper self loathing and a bitterness I cant quite describe.