This is a self-portraiture project entirely about myself. I was mentally abused for 10 years, from ages 8 to 18. During that time, I was told that I was too stupid and should not have been born. I was starved constantly because they thought children were smarter this way. I was not allowed to have any friends because I needed to study. I was frustrated, wished to erase my identity, and emotions exploded inside me. This project became an outlet for my emotions. It’s the feces of my soul.

”I always fight with myself. Sometimes she was shy and quiet, another angry and grumpy, one sensitive and emotional, one numb and cold-blooded, one sad and lonely, one timid and useless, and one bold and reckless. These conflicts can take me to a very dark place. It is time to bring them into the light.“

Self-portraiture is always a complex proposition. How much do you reveal? How truthful can an image be? What mask are you wearing?

May you and yourselves live happily ever after.

This project is from 2011-2020, all shot on instant films such as pack films and Polaroids. The feces need to be in physical form.