Anonymous Women: Heads

As women of a certain time, place and generation, we have been brought up to be polite, mind our P’s and Q’s, cook lovely meals, and send thank you notes. Sometimes our real, inner identity becomes modified or hidden behind these behavioural necessities and social roles. This work is about the quiet screaming that we do, when we are bending to the expectations others have of us.

I made the photographs of heads covered by domestic objects or food over a period of about 6 months while living in London, England. Stripped of the accoutrements of my own culture led me to think about other shrouds of identity and portraiture of women. These are unportraits; although they are of someone, she stands in for many of us. She is anonymous, lost in her domestic world, becoming the life she creates.