What this is might be disturbing, but at the same time, life. This intaglio process was a creative way to get suppressed feelings out. This, in a way is a reflection of my past, present, and future. The figure is spewing up matter into the air, while his shadow being a false shadow, replays my past hurt. Coming out of the ground, the shadow is almost alive, reflecting everyday adventures.
These false images we put into our heads are like bugs, cock-roaches, they never die. We are always messing with our thoughts, transforming ideas into reality. Or putting a damper on our memories, making what hurts us the most, go away in a sense.
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