I almost placed the ripped out hand here but instead moved it to a different position.
This photograph is of an almost event. A thought. A decision. A possibility of what could have been.
I’m not sure what the consequences will be in rejecting this scenario. Did this one decision change completely how this piece will unfold? Will this lead to my work being seen differently? Will my life take a different path as a result of this?
I cannot allow myself to worry about this choice. The past cannot be changed. The future is not yet written. I can only live in the moment that is now. This is the only moment that I have the potential to control.