Touch zone

My skin is my border, my limit, my appearance, my bottle, my contact surface, my residence of assignment. She is getting older. I look at its folds, its wrinkles, its swell, its mood, its colors, its pores, its hairs, its marks, imprints and papillary lines. I draw it the portrait, carve it with threshold function, then I pierce a small window to the truth.

2018