Hands

Hands

When everyone wants a piece of you. When you feel pulled, grabbed and clawed at. When you want the world to let you go and leave you alone.

Be safe. Be alone.

‘Hands’ came from two places in my mind and for me represents two different mental states. The initial feeling was one of having everyone’s unwanted hands on me, the world clawing at me and pulling me apart. But it was also about self soothing, about trying to hold myself as tightly as possible, every part of me being held tight so hands couldn’t get to me. Blocking out the world as opposed to the world clawing its way in.

Construction:

Image shot on D700, 50mm lens, f5.6, s/s50, iso500. Window light from right. I shot my hands multiple times on my body and then stitched them all on in Photoshop. One of the challenges I have found with using natural light is that it changes – without your permission! Consequently I had to work on the shadows and highlights to create a more believable setting. Oh, and my watch! I forgot to take my watch off! So I had to use the clone stamp tool to get rid of that. Then I added some textures, and tweaks in curves.