Saturday, November 27, 2010

#15-Identity


This is a direct reflection of the hardships of my childhood and the loss of my soul. As a child, I lost a very important person and could not understand how to cope. I was angry, lost, and violent as a young teenager. Finally I moved to Florida to escape my troubles. Everything from birth until this move has been somewhat of a dark hole in my life where there are few memories and positive experiences. Therefore, a baby rests within this dark hole and the light appears only from the airplane and state of Florida.

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