Fingers hotsell

“fingers” is a commentary on the state of connection in social media. While some seek to truly connect, others are drawn to manufactured drama. The imagery of “brain fingers” clinging to an attempt at strategy and wise choices anchors the piece, alluding to a more civilized way of relating. The poem excerpt “It's so tasty I'm licking my brain fingers. It's when teeth are gnashing I sleep best. . .” balances on an inverted smile above the words “classic elegance” making clear that how most relate via social media is anything but. On the top left, some run from the unnecessarily incendiary Internet culture. Reinforced then by the unexpected text on the flipside of the piece, “As the fire ate its way through. . .The Truth.” hotsell