Our humanhood is wrapped in a skin shell, constantly changing, growing, and dying. And we as people are paralyzed by the moment of being seen.

As a human being, we are subjected to catalogue because of our shells color, shape, and the way we choose to breathe beneath it. 

 

Our ideas of beauty, ideas of femininity, sexuality, masculinity, gender, and morality, are forever being manipulated. The outside, finding its way in, finding a way to inform us, and finding a way to butcher self love so as to convince us that we need to be someone else.  

This is a fine art series in current development.