Instead of writing the usual backstory that accompanies most of my MOCs and especially the surrealist ones, I’ve decided that no serious writing should be done for this particular sculpture.
The Contortion describes a lasting feeling of despair, regret, frustration, and passion – all interweaved painfully inside my mind since a trifling incident just a year ago, whose themes are depicted in several of my works in the past year. I am the figure wondering without direction, seeing hallucinations at every turn. The black shapeless creature that has lapsed onto my mind wreaks the contortion, and it will not dispatch until I find what I need to move on. A year of constant reflections and imaginations has distressed me greatly, so be glad you’re not in my shoes and enjoy the MOC for what it’s worth to you.