Objectified     

    My body stayed the way it had while the sad glimpse of consciousness behind the eyes would process the image of myself in mirrors as nothing more than another piece of furniture or knickknack in the room. i had become separated, the mind on vacation, and the body an object.

oil paintings on canvas or wood

Tooth Fairy
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Objects
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Object One
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Object Two
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Object Four
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Flower Pot
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