As a gay man who spent my young adult life in the proverbial closet, it has put me in a place in which I could not see clearly — from sharp objects I touched in complete darkness, my wounds seeped through my body without realization. for decades, I tried to find the cold metal door handle that would be locked from the outside.

This piece will include a handwritten poem mailed to the collector.

NOTE TO SELF is a visual love letter to the conscious and subconscious.