I am growing tired of posting pictures of myself. While I am borderline narcissistic, I feel like posting something different.
Lately, I have been taking pictures of textures and patterns. I have this need to capture the object and fantasize about how it would feel. It is like when you walk by a chain link fence and you can’t help but run your fingers along it.
Touch is so overlooked. Through our sense of touch we learn, relate to others, and experience pleasure and pain. This sense is to important that it develops before all other senses in embryos. Here are a few pictures of things I couldn’t help but touch, stroke, squeeze, feel.