Irina Djojoatmodjo, Skin Patterns
The skin I used to wear was no longer a protective layer but an enemy exposing my exhaustion. The pattern made of the extreme skin-marks is the celebration of a body taking control over the mind.
The skin I used to wear was no longer a protective layer but an enemy exposing my exhaustion. The pattern made of the extreme skin-marks is the celebration of a body taking control over the mind.