Monologue

My monologue seems to have a lot of characters, and yet it doesn’t. Because they are all me, and yet they are not. I am in constant conflict and struggle with myself. But which character is the real one, where am I, which one am I? I am looking for the answer to this through my cyanotypes. Each piece is a reflection of both the body and mind at play, captured through photograms that incorporate folding techniques and multiple exposures. This physical layering echoes the layers of my identity. As both the model and the artist, the act of creation feels like a blindfolded search for truth. Conscious design can only take me so far. There is an inevitable release when I lay myself—literally and metaphorically—onto the paper, surrendering to the randomness of the process. This unpredictability is where discovery happens. 2020, one of a kind artworks, cyanotypes, 70x100 cm each