23 Nov Juno Calypso

 

 

In 2011, after two decades of taking picture of myself in private, I began a series of self-portraits in which I staged myself as a fictional character named Joyce. Without knowing how to explain what I was doing at the time, I used my grandmothers’ houses, or rented bedrooms online, and took pictures of myself while the hosts were asleep. Once alone I used Joyce to reenact the private underlife of a woman consumed by the labored construct of femininity, carried out to the point of ritualized absurdity.

Juno Calypso

 

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