Breath is a piece that was cast from the face of my lover.
It’s a scene of a face frozen in serenity. But the twist is that the face isn’t actually there. What is there is the breath that’s left behind. The glass represents the solidification of the air around the face; unable to enter from panic; a lack of an undisturbed mind and ability to see oneself clearly. There is a memory of serenity in the frozen breath but the mind itself is unclear, it’s at a point of indecision, asphyxiated.
Cast Glass, Plaster
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