I spent long hours in the ballet studio as a child, taking my body apart and building it back up over and over again. This repetitive motion of putting myself back together again and again taught me how to reinvent myself for any audience. I learned to examine myself intimately, and I learned where all the hiding spots within me were that I could tuck different bits of myself away. Now, I’m returning to these hiding spots I forgot I had, and I’m digging myself back up piece by piece. My images are echoes of these pieces of myself, and the shame and guilt I dig up as I untuck them.