Home; Garden & Grave - Dirty Laundry
       
     
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Home; Garden & Grave - Dirty Laundry
       
     
Home; Garden & Grave - Dirty Laundry

In the series ‘Home; Garden and Grave’ I ask 6-10 different people a set of questions about their personal demons through the reflection of both their past and current fears and insecurity. Through the answers they gave me, we collaboratively translate their responses into pictures. The questions asked and explored include:

 

Who are your demons?

Tell me about your nightmares  

What are things you do to feel safe?

What are things you do to feel powerful?

When/where don't you feel safe?

What makes you feel the loneliest?

What is your ideal form?

Can you tell me who taught you what fear meant?

Are you ashamed?

What are you ashamed of?

Can you be ashamed and proud at the same time? All the time? Isn't it exhausting?

What about yourself scares you? What makes you nervous?

Who are you when you are alone?

What are the different masks you put on?

How are you different than your reflection?

What is a story that is important to you? What does it teach you?

What is your favorite item? Most meaningful object you have?

Where is home for you?

 

The entire body of work of Home; Garden & Grave speak to suffocation and rejection by society and culture; the desire for another identity; to attempt to perfect forms of ourselves that aren’t ideal; these images convey abandonment, the desire for home and the aftermath of sitting with your reflection.

I Lived Alone in a Basement - Sophie Frank
       
     
I Lived Alone in a Basement - Sophie Frank

It is getting lighter outside and

There might be a stranger waiting for me in my bed after

I get back from having a smoke.

Pressing my body on

Shapes that may yield, I’m wondering

If there’s room for a person underneath.

The absence of material on my back

Makes me circle my own movements, twitching

Itching loose in this house.

I want to pull my sheets

Out to the middle of a field where

Nothing can touch me

Except sunrays, or a constant reminder

That I’m surrounded by something

Stronger than stone. The cat

Thumps awake upstairs-

I think ghosts here would have

Fucked with me by now if there were any

Here. I’m going to slap myself for not

Believing in coincidence anymore,

My friend thinks that’s how u

Get messed up for good. Don’t leave me home

Alone.

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