I love the body form and
expressions of porcelain dolls. Their tiny, disproportionate features
reflect their creator's inner state of mind. The elaborately
embroidered details tell of shy narrations. Each is precious to only
the observers their attitude can attract, who may not even learn to
appreciate the stories behind her. Each doll is a result of a human
condition; it is its own entity, albeit unrecognized.
The set of ideas intertwine
with the developing series of paintings I called Nightmares,
which digs deeper into the causes of my mental oscillations. I try to
allow the porcelain doll to be my inarticulate representative, my
artform and my portal, I did this series of photographs as an extention
to my self-exploration/exploitation. Using this experience to practice
my expressions, I'm testing my limit of what I am willing to show to
the photographer's narrow scopes, and what I am unwilling to even show
myself.
I'm still learning to adapt the studio space to be an extention of my
portal, letting the result of the photo shoot redefine my limits as an
inner being and an individual entity. |
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