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The another skin

Coming back to myself

I feel the heaviness of the mask


Shaping me


I breathe


The skin that before was soft and flexible


Constrict my inner self


I breathe again,

Trying to get used to its material

The unfamiliarity of this capsule,

Its heaviness and restrictions

Still bothers me


I carry it without knowing exactly what it is


Without knowing if it really belongs to me


Is this what I am?


What am I?

Who am I?

Concept Pipoca

Photos Ricardo Coimbra

Espoo, Finland  2016

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