Using stellated icosahedron as a metaphor, I explored the making of the self. 

Self  is constantly reformed, constructed,  deconstructed to grow, to adapt, to survive. We exist as entangled and disentangled multiple selves. A continuous, transformative cycle of making our-selves. 

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What is self?

How do you visualize the self? Does it have shape?

How does one change and adapt?

What is a crisis? Is it disentanglement of multiple selves? Or deconstruction of the self? Or both?