Last summer, I went to an art show in Brugge, Belgium (BTW: It's true. They do have the best beer in Belgium.) The show focused on risk, sex, freedom, & the body. While there, I could not stop looking at this photo.
I found the photo shocking & interesting & disarming & familiar. The photo reminded me of Freud's essay, The Uncanny. Go **here** if you'd like to read more about The Uncanny. The basics of what Freud says is that The Uncanny is a species of the familiar. What is hidden. What we are afraid of only because we know it.
If you look closely at the photo you can see my reflection in the glass.
A good example of the uncanny in literature is Carlos Fuentes' 2nd person novella, Aura. If you haven't read this book you should. I'd list the reasons but that would take the fun out of you reading the book and coming up with your own reasons.