On a 30x40 canvas I talk about one of the dualities that has always intrigued me. Joseph. My father always told me that Joseph was the epitome of the how the Jew should live when exiled from his native land. On the outside he looks Egyptian, his brothers did not recognize him! But on the inside he was Jewish and always had G-d on his lips. It also resonated with me when I was younger because of my affinity for denim jeans, which don't particularly look Jewish.
Everyone asks me what the hand over means, I usually reply, its your own 'demon' whatever that is, although I would have assumed some sort of devil or something along that line of thought when I see a red hand and long black fingernails... When I painted it I was thinking things that tempt us are so numerous I needed something that could symbolize all of it.