The concept behind this was to present myself as someone who willingly gives in to fear and accepts it. I expose my body, becoming completely vulnerable. I reach out my hand toward a surreal, big hand emerging from the floor at the bottom of a staircase. The hand moves in different directions, as if trying to touch me. The only way to reach it is to go downstairs and enter the darkness (one of the ways we often associate with fear.)
The environment is unpleasant and falling apart. I look directly at the viewer, almost as if I am aware of their presence. At certain moments, the lights turn off, and the screen is filled with static, similar to an old television when switching between channels. When the lights turn on again, three giant hands appear instead of one. They move much faster and more chaotically as they have taken control. My pose also changes. I now stand with my back toward them, almost trying to hide. A small yet significant detail is that each of these surreal hands has the same scar because they all belong to me and the entire scene only takes place inside my mind.
All images were taken by me.
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