This body of work came as a direct result of moving across the country and finding that I was in a place where I had nobody, and seemingly, nothing going for me. I was angry, anxious, and sexually frustrated. My body seemed foreign to me.
I made self portraits in an attempt to understand and make sense of myself. My intense emotional state is reflected in the physical manipulation of my photographic negatives. images are scratched, cut, and layered to create compositions that express my frustrations. At the bottom of the gallery sits a pile of all the cigarette packs I smoked during this time period.
