The series of photographs depicts fear of the outside world in contrast to the fragility of the skin. Each snapshot reveals increasing vulnerability — the body shattered into fragments of anxiety.
Legs, back, chest — constructed from anxiety.
Going to the store — "Dangerous!"
In a room filled with objects, I had my own deserted space. Amidst the loud voices of various tones, I had my silence. Nothing could penetrate inside, except for tension and unease. Nevertheless, to overcome oneself, to go out and accidentally witness violence — "Dangerous! Dangerous!"
I went so far that I needed to open the door to go further. There, the voices stopped altogether. My eyes saw the world, and inside, I wandered ceaselessly through the deserted spaces of my vulnerable body.
