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| Final Product- Double Imagery |
Where do I come from?
Born in Cape Town, Father died one and half days later.
Cause of the death: Gun shot. He stood in front of a gun for his friend at bar.
Brave, Huh? Well I come from a long line of these “Men”, My late dads
generation were all about getting the girls, frowning upon other peoples sexuality
and doing what most guys in gangs do. My dad and his cousin (my uncle) were
best of friends and would do everything together. I somewhat believe in the
concept of what goes around, comes back around. It did, in the form two lovely
boys, homosexual boys who are their sons.
This project was presented at varsity to encouraged students
to find out where they come from and to explore this via a blog. I was reluctant
at first, with sharing my personal information to my class members, let alone
the world. Eventually I decided to open up and say “F*ck You” to people who are
about to judge me.
My blog explores sexuality, debauchery and fetishes
developed over the years. The titles of a few main posts are: Jocks naughty
pixxx, gangsta cuties, debauchery. These posts are satires of my father’s generation,
poking fun at them for taking themselves too seriously as men, Taking the word
JOCK and translating it into something less complex and breaking down the Macho
aspect of it.
With the project piece I decided to brain storm and chat
with family members. There was a sense of secrecy among the family and then the
most magical idiom hit, haha. Airing out your dirty laundry is the name for
my piece, I want to expose all the wrong doers, jocks that put people down for
ones sexuality, and I wanted to air all of it out. In the piece hang 5 shirts,
and an origami crane which represents my future self: cool, calm and collected.
Anyway, the first two shirts are black helped up by pegs they represent my
father and uncle, black being a dominant masculine colour. The white burnt
shirt pegged over the black shirt represents death, after life. The two velvet
cherry red shirts with the white candle wax dispersed across it represent the
next generation, my cousin and I. The Debauchery’s two. The bamboo frame
presents the platform in which I expose all of this, on my washing line and my
blog.
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| Me- The End <3 |
