Ink on paper. Drawing of my face on the left side of the paper and someone else’s on the right. The following text is written down the middle, in between the two faces:
Sometimes it feels as if there is a filter between me and other people that alters the way I have said things and distorts my face into the wrong shape for the words or the feelings. It works the other way too, somehow. I must work hard to remove it.
Several chains of coloured balls are moving from each side to the other (from the mouths to the ears), making their way through different paths created by the text. In each chain the balls slowly fade from one colour to another (for example from red to yellow; blue to green; or black to white).
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