My work is about entangling women and home, leading to the phrase “housewife.” All of the narrative still-life photographs are imagined interior spaces of rooms filled with décor and objects, engulfing a lone figure of a woman, camouflaged, often with only bits of her visible. She is both a victim of her obsessions, activities and circumstances as well as the invisible creator of such; both satisfying and problematic, pathetic and humorous. I create imaginary, humorous worlds in the studio (created on a full size “stage set”) that critique and satirize claustrophobic expectations of domestic perfection; an unending but frustrating endeavor.
My photographs are metaphors for the interior lives of women; how we substitute everyday objects, activities and artifice and turn them into obsessions. As we all have been confined to our homes during this pandemic, the meaning and overwhelming experience of being “at home” morphed into frightfully humorous and claustrophobic situations. During this lockdown, my Anonymous Woman became particularly overwhelmed by political discord and disinformation, which led her to a deeper and darker retreat from the outer world.