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Ode to trichotillomania (hair pulling):
I cut in an attempt not to pull. They say it’s anxiety, but I automatically do it while thinking. I’m always thinking. As far back as I can remember, I’ve found my fingertips shuffling along my scalp for that one perfect strand. It doesn’t feel like the rest; it’s coarse, rough, and doesn’t belong. When I find it, it must be pulled. I briefly examine it and run my fingers down its length before realizing I’m at my scalp again looking for the next pull. So I grab scissors and turn to cutting. Tediously focusing through the layers, searching for split ends to snip. I figure it’s better than going bald, caring for my hair instead of sabotaging it. It’s a constant battle that can go on for a few minutes or several hours at a time. I could be doing other things; why this? I don’t usually keep them, but this time I wanted to create something to represent the madness that is my “thinking” because it underpins the relationship I have with hair. A topic you might have noticed I’ve been examining closely in recent months. Stay curious friends.


zen, trich splits, 2021, hair on paper 3”x 4”


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