This is my most intimate work. It’s a study about my body, my imperfections, my shapes, seen from my own eyes, with my own perspective, with no mirrors.
It’s a reflection about how we perceive ourselves, about how much we need something – or someone – else to see how we really are. Or maybe not.
It’s a quest, an interrogation to the soul.
Do I need a mirror to know ho my body is? Its shape, its postures, how it moves and in which directions? Do I need a mirror to know how my soul is? How good and bad, the emotions, its flaws, its story and its desires? Do I need to mirror in somebody’s else soul to see mine?
Mirrors, however, tell only a half truth. The face in the looking glass is only half the size of your actual face, merely half of what you in fact present and others see.
James Hillman, The soul’s code