I Feel Like a Ghost
I wander from room to room in a place where I no longer live. I dismantle my life piece by painful piece. Has this always been my life? Will it always be?
I made this self portrait in the beginning of mine and Ryan’s relationship. I found this piece as I was going through all the things. We were both still in college, sharing an apartment. Funny how work from so long ago is suddenly so relevant.
