This could be a self portrait created by my unconsciousness.

My right hand has an innate disability and looks different from those of other people.

For this reason, I always felt my right hand not as part of my body but as a something disparate.

If people get very used to some instrument or tool, they become able to handle it like a part of themselves. This kind of development has a special meaning for me, especially when thinking of those instruments or tools. When thinking of tools, images of steel pop up in my head on first hand. I am not sure if this is only something people of my generation experience, but wherever we look around tools or instruments are consisted of small parts which organically work together and fulfill a task. But they cannot work on their own. Same as this, our body resembles a lot those instruments if it were not for the brain commands or the sun energy switched into power by our organs and body mechanisms. When adding a piece of steel part to the plant which makes energy out of sunlight, with a heavy grating sound, it finally started to run and move.