Duality. Mental make-up. The shadow we visit in the mirror when we forget who we are.
Some days the sky is so blue you can taste it; others the air can press on your chest so hard you cannot breathe…
One day is a success. The next, a failure.
This is a private showing of artboy68 one and a half. This dual image unnerves me; combined from two separate photographs, the me under that face is actually smiling.
Can anyone relate?