When Only Your Surgeon Knows For Sure

Flesh
is illusion.
Michaelangelo worked his art in stone.
I am a sculptor too.
Which one of us has not looked in the mirror and wished for some kind of change?
Higher cheekbones?
Rounder eyes?
Beauty.
Perfection.
The plastic surgeon as modern day conjurer.
Improving upon God's work.
Yes I can do it better than he.
For me there are no illusions.
Flesh is naked, exposed.
Do I see a pretty face, maybe?
We come closer.
We look. We evaluate.
We make mental changes.
When I look, all masks are stripped away.
There are no illusions for me.
No secrets.
I see through each and every face.



The best surgery looks like no surgery at all.



I know I keep coming back to this subject, but surgery - the cutting and reshaping of small amounts of flesh - has had such a profound effect on my life, that I'm still adjusting.