Our hands tell many stories. You’d be surprised at how many people don’t want their hands photographed. They say ‘no, they’re ugly’ or ‘no, they look awful.’ Why is this? I could understand if maybe I was like, ‘Let me take a close up of your face with no makeup right after you wake up.’ Then I can understand.
In reality, our hands are in some way very personal and private. They are a reflection of our lives and our habits.
Painted nails.
Picked over cuticles.
Scars.
Spots.
Rough patches.
Wrinkles.
Lumps.
Freckles.
Hairs.
This is my left hand. In all its day-to-day glory.
