"The Pariah" - When I first created this piece, the canvas wasn't distressed and I had written a poem about a lonely flower that grew barbed wire at night. It also originally had a pot with a fake flower that I had intertwined within it. I left it outside my front door one day and it was gone. My college room mate then convinced me to tear the bottom half off after the canvas being damaged from traveling with it so much.
To this day it remains a mystery. It never had a face to begin with. It came later. This one grew with me and never left without saying a damn thing.