I Take The Weight From Your Hands exists in a created space where Masculinity is merely a shield not an institution of strength. Grainy pictures of muscle cars and muscle boys blown up to a physically imposing scale shows the graphic breakdown of images--while glowing neon charges the space in saturated color that feels vivid and urgent.
Imagined power and willful weakness
Soft and strong is our new goal
Built body as an imagined image
We release the burden as our new control