I, that sense of identity that I feel myself to be, is a collection of everything that I was born with and all that has shaped me over the span of my existence. But really, deep down, who am I? All of the thoughts and emotions that I absorb, food that I consume, experiences that I remember, who am I really without it all? It seems to me that I am simply an inseparable part of all, perhaps the same way that my consciousness could be an inseparable part of my physical body. • Identity. Acrylic & Digital. 6 x 8 in.
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