i usually end up goreing my self portraits, but i’m trying to be kinder. i’m trying to keep in mind that is okay that some boys can come with additional assembly required.
i made this out of prison letters from my father and my mother’s old makeup from the 80′s, all cut paper and angry ink, trying to be softer with myself. i feel more like me in these layers and these parts than in a simple picture of a face i wear that does not yet feel like mine.
love ya’ll, be good to eachother, be good to yourself. we all have our own pace.