This piece came to me and it represents how I've struggled with how I view myself and it seems to warp and change. I seem to wear my masks/faces, but I seem to not be able to pick one that fits with me; covering my actual face. That despite the maks I may choose to wear, it is not truly me because the image will always be broken because it is not me. My consciousness can't seem sometimes to understand who I am and what I want to me so I reach for something that is a temporary fix for my identity.