This image harkens back to my childhood and the invisible tattoos of CSA. I believe this is what triggered my OCD, which started very young, at age four. Despite my chaotic mind i am obsessed with cleanliness and order. For the longest time i felt unworthy, damaged, tainted and broken.
This was a challenging image to create both emotionally and artistically. I mixed coffee grounds with body oil to create the look of dirt on my skin and wrapped my chest in some brown packing paper i found in my shipping supply closet. I painted the words on my skin with a mascara brush. I used the chocolate brown black out curtains in my bedroom as my backdrop for this photo as they have a slight sheen and were the perfect color for this concept.
Art is my healing vessel. I’ve come along way in my journey of survival and know i still have a long way to go. My goal in creating this was not just to heal myself but to give a voice to others, of whom, struggle with similar trauma from their past.