Freud’s Id represents the instinctual, unconscious force within the human psyche. This image, originally conceived as a self-portrait, reflects a period of personal turmoil — a moment when my inner self felt imprisoned in chaos. The figure, formed from electric wires, casts a shadow of tangled impulses against a wall. A small barred window lets in a faint beam of light, a distant hope. The composition evokes the haunting residue of catastrophe — a visual echo of ghostly imprints, like those seen in Hiroshima. It is a portrait of inner fragmentation, raw emotion, and the silent scream of the Id.
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