Handyman, 2009
Giclee print (88 x 58 cm)
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One night when I went to take a shower I found a hair in a very particular place - under my foreskin.
It was a long dark hair so it certainly couldn’t belong to my wife who had short blond hair at the time.
I have no idea whose hair it was. And I have no idea how it got there. It still remains a mystery to me…

Sometimes I think it was probably to do with aliens from outer space doing some kind of tests on me. Sounds stupid but there is just no other way to explain it…

I have never told my wife about this hair, and I don’t think she would ever believe me. And she would never believe the aliens version either I guess…