Hedi, you and i have something in common

Hands....
Men's hands
Strong,
but lean and soft.





The hand that never touched,
when you so expected it to



Truth flows from the mind; the hand transports it into being.
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Remarkable hands, storied hands.
Hands, hands can build.
Hands can mold, shape, and speak.
Hands can grasp for the heavens, touch it and believe in the make believers
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Heart and soul become one as fingers scrawl quickly, feverishly.
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Hands live to caress and love.
Hands live to fight and die.
Forever living hands, forever exploring are hands.
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(* Pieces of poem 'Hands' by Bruce Alan Humphrey)

All photography by Hedi Slimane.

Hedi Slimane and i actually have another thing in common.
More about that later.