self-portrait with hand in head, with two days beard growth and my grandfathers distorted knuckles which both fascinated me and scared me as a youth. family members tried to use his knuckles as some sort of deterrent to us cracking our knuckles but it never worked. the concept was too far out there, we just couldn't possibly conceive that cracking our knuckles could lead to that sort of deformity. seemed like more adult bullshit.