The profanation of every inch and detail of her body with a scanner make me think of how much we struggle with our Identity and how often in everyday life, we forget what extraordinary machine our body is and how miraculous life is itself. A curious focus on the 'cage' of flesh before exploring the inside: our blood, our liquids, our brain, our DNA, our heart and the act of breathing. 'When people see my flesh I hope maybe they think on their own, their own flesh pressed up against a glass'..
The profanation of every inch and detail of her body with a scanner make me think of how much we struggle with our Identity and how often in everyday life, we forget what extraordinary machine our body is and how miraculous life is itself. A curious focus on the 'cage' of flesh before exploring the inside: our blood, our liquids, our brain, our DNA, our heart and the act of breathing. 'When people see my flesh I hope maybe they think on their own, their own flesh pressed up against a glass'..
The profanation of every inch and detail of her body with a scanner make me think of how much we struggle with our Identity and how often in everyday life, we forget what extraordinary machine our body is and how miraculous life is itself. A curious focus on the 'cage' of flesh before exploring the inside: our blood, our liquids, our brain, our DNA, our heart and the act of breathing. 'When people see my flesh I hope maybe they think on their own, their own flesh pressed up against a glass'..
The profanation of every inch and detail of her body with a scanner make me think of how much we struggle with our Identity and how often in everyday life, we forget what extraordinary machine our body is and how miraculous life is itself. A curious focus on the 'cage' of flesh before exploring the inside: our blood, our liquids, our brain, our DNA, our heart and the act of breathing. 'When people see my flesh I hope maybe they think on their own, their own flesh pressed up against a glass'..