We Were Always Larger Than Our Skin

I wanted to stage the instant a tool reveals itself as a limb. I chose a recursive hand cradling a paradox prism whose facets reprint the entire scene into itself, until the boundary between organism and device stops making sense. Watch the knuckle’s palimpsest where bruise, bright rupture, and pearled scar overlap in one patch of skin — the same loop that the prism echoes — so you feel the ecstatic vertigo of realizing the merger already happened.