So, out of the blue dolls came blue ladies, and when I look at them collectively I hear Joni Mitchell sing ‘When I went to your gallery, I liked the ones of ladies’. Can’t remember the title of the song but I think it’s off her album ‘Clouds’. Anyway, I figured these studies are in the process of becoming a manifestation of said gallery, the one that Joni walked into.
They are loosely based on found/inherited photographs of women in the act of presenting themselves for the camera, and quite possibly the male gaze. Something has been sucked out of them; some soul, or life force. They smile through gritted teeth, fading into pattern and decoration. Equally, I am feeling some nostalgia for the times when ladies said ‘cheese’ for the camera instead of doing the selfie pout, followed by a load of false filtering.