Nothing else can really describe it, not for me. It’s a self portrait, but one from my heart, confused and wretched and constantly squirming away from reality. The abstract nature I tried to achieve represents my shifting self opinion and emotions. It is a typical teenage struggle, I suppose, but I don’t think I’ve ever been able to visualize it until now. The figure is contained but shifting and writhing within itself. It is a being of denial and insecurity, unsure of its own self. The self is being determined.