Lately I feel intrigued by certain aspects of the mouth. It’s both very public and very intimate at the same time. It can be a portrait of mental health, it can show scars, and it can show love. I feel like I am laid bare by painting my own smile but I also feel a kind of healing catharsis. From the quality of our teeth to the sincerity of our emotions, our imperfections (good or bad) are revealed in our smiles.
