Where Do I come from? Final Product

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 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. 

Me- The End <3