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Log in No account? Create an account. Remember me. QR code. Previous Share Flag Next. In my practice I observe social discrimination, class divide and power structures. You treat her better because of her beauty and her money and her trust fund.
That sort of behavior. I previously focused this type of research around objects: the life of ugly objects, the stories embedded in Chinese Imports and how cities can be experienced through consumerism. The comfort of seeing the same wavy willow in some ghetto hair salon in my hometown and at the lobby of some five stars hotel. But, what about our bodies? Bodies can crumble, perish, disappoint us, promote us.
Bodies represent who we are, what our history is, where do we come from. Bodies sometimes say too much: but bodies can also deceive, confuse us, disappoint us, misguide us. We can also manipulate our bodies and our appearances, mostly through one single strategy: Money. Your body as an investment. How do we market this flesh, how do we price this meat and how long will it stay fresh for? Meet me at the butchers. In December I was invited to participate in a talk on Self-branding.
The term nauseated me. Was I self-branding? My openness had become a commercial strategy. I was unintentionally performing the stereotype of the artsy brunette, of the poor female artist that had moved from a provincial town to the big city, the eager learner who requires to be saved by the male director of some museum, or some school of fine arts. Let the trolls in.
