Identity crises are nothing that surprise me anymore. This work struggles with the names MAMADOU and PAPAISH. I try to understand where I am from and why I have no connection to my mother. Emotional and literally. Why my father is a mystery. Person and physically. If I am the … (read more)

Identity crises are nothing that surprise me anymore. This work struggles with the names MAMADOU and PAPAISH. I try to understand where I am from and why I have no connection to my mother. Emotional and literally. Why my father is a mystery. Person and physically. If I am the product of empty answers, I would describe my troubles as GOD ACID. Because when I start to ask the right questions I start to become addicted to wishes I can’t fulfill. This picture doesn’t help but making it saved me. Now someone else can try to find the letters MAMA, DOU, PAPA, ISH, GOD, ACID & ACID. They are hidden but will show you the struggle of identifying any crises.