Defined Box, My Face Of Lyme, description

One picture a day, taken in the same spot of my morning routine, every day. What make us humans shiver and withdraw. Sometimes we can only do just one thing, so I did. With the pop arty images of Marylin Monroe by Andy Warhol unconsciously luring in the back of my mind. I took one image on my mobile phone, then hastily editing it in the app PS Express and then arranging them in Layapp

I chose his way of working to go against common aesthetics in this type of workflow. Selfies taken and edited on the phone is mostly associated with internet and social media. My point in using this method is to challenge this fabricated and illusive image we create of our self’s. Further I usually work with what is in my surroundings, at all levels, mental, physical, emotional and spiritual, and especially at this point in my life I wanted to make it very simple and doable.

I do exist, I survived another night, just to be able to take another picture of myself, just to be able to arrange and colour myself to my likings, demanding me to see me, and all the different aspects of me. This is not selfies on Instagram and Facebook where life is supposed to look nothing like the shitty life we are living. How if it is that we think we live shitty lives because of this continues comparison with the fabricated image of how life is supposed to unfold that society persistently burdens us with. Women are expected to hold the image of happiness and photoshopped beauty, continuously being looked at and upon, permanently living in a panopticon always having the knowledge of being watched. How can I break free from that prison? Is it even possible? The way the images unfold, today followed by tomorrow, expectations and dreams of something bigger within, in contrary to the dying of yesterday, with that paradox something is forced upon me. I am taken on a journey that becomes the essence of life, death and birth, from where a new identity can be created.

We all want to see beauty and perfection, and that drive can create an addiction to what not is, rather than what could be. The distinction between being true and illusive is a big bumpy road with tons of imageable shortcuts and side tracks, in this project as in all of my art I do try to stay true in the process of seeing myself and thus the world around me.

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