the importance of hands
The Importance of Hands
When someone looks at another person, they usually have a focal point that they go to. Some choose eyes; others choose hair, noses, cheeks, boobs, butts, and crotches. I choose a less common gone to feature: hands. The palm, phalanges, and fingernails can tell you a lot about a person.
My fascination with hands was founded on a cool autumn day in first grade. We did a lot involving our hands in the early years of school. Learning to count and do simple math revolved around the hands and fingers. I learned a dumb song about “Mr. Pointer” and all the other “Mr. Fingers”. Being a curious kid, I wanted to know what was inside of my hand and what made it so special. I sat in the back of the classroom at the art station and proceeded to cut open one of my knuckles with a pair of purple safety scissors. I was fascinated at the white of the bone that I saw, and the way the blood faded in and started to pour down my fingers in little streams. I’m not too interested with what the insides have to tell me anymore, but I still like to make assumptions by studying hands.
I see hands of all different shades that make up a warm rainbow of ethnicity and diversity: black, white, tan, orange, red, brown, and yellow. There are soft hands that have never had to lift a finger. Rough hands contain callouses from work, whether it be from a pencil or the wooden handle of a shovel. Hands are probably one of the worst places to get scars because it’s so hard to hide them. They could be from an accidental slip of the knife or from a very purposeful cigarette burn. Creases form in fingertips from incessant guitar playing by people who can’t get their words out onto paper. Red headed people have freckles covering their whole bodies, including their hands, while other people have none. Some people believe that the creases in the center of your palm can tell you things like how long you will live or how good your love life will be. The length and width of the fingers
When someone looks at another person, they usually have a focal point that they go to. Some choose eyes; others choose hair, noses, cheeks, boobs, butts, and crotches. I choose a less common gone to feature: hands. The palm, phalanges, and fingernails can tell you a lot about a person.
My fascination with hands was founded on a cool autumn day in first grade. We did a lot involving our hands in the early years of school. Learning to count and do simple math revolved around the hands and fingers. I learned a dumb song about “Mr. Pointer” and all the other “Mr. Fingers”. Being a curious kid, I wanted to know what was inside of my hand and what made it so special. I sat in the back of the classroom at the art station and proceeded to cut open one of my knuckles with a pair of purple safety scissors. I was fascinated at the white of the bone that I saw, and the way the blood faded in and started to pour down my fingers in little streams. I’m not too interested with what the insides have to tell me anymore, but I still like to make assumptions by studying hands.
I see hands of all different shades that make up a warm rainbow of ethnicity and diversity: black, white, tan, orange, red, brown, and yellow. There are soft hands that have never had to lift a finger. Rough hands contain callouses from work, whether it be from a pencil or the wooden handle of a shovel. Hands are probably one of the worst places to get scars because it’s so hard to hide them. They could be from an accidental slip of the knife or from a very purposeful cigarette burn. Creases form in fingertips from incessant guitar playing by people who can’t get their words out onto paper. Red headed people have freckles covering their whole bodies, including their hands, while other people have none. Some people believe that the creases in the center of your palm can tell you things like how long you will live or how good your love life will be. The length and width of the fingers