
As I was hunting away on the internet today, trying to find more pictures taken at Smart Design Mart (a little self-indulgent I know... but whatever) I fell upon this shot, taken by photographer Rosanna Mignacca, posted on flickr. Other than the fact that I kind of look like I am about to slit my wrists in this shot, the image itself is nice, and I appreciate that Rosanna took the time to photograph my work.
What I did not expect, however, was the stream of comments written by other flickr enthusiasts which refer to me as a trophy buck, a tormented artist and a little depressed! (Awesome.) It's a picture people, it was day 3 of Smart, I was tired and I did not know she was taking my picture!!!
Another false assumption made here is the title of the piece: "A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Woman" It's actually not a self-portrait of young depressed Natalie. It's not even about depression at all, or me in particular. If you must know it's about the intertwining of consumption and desire and the longing for the type of pleasure that is based solely on the appraisal of one's exterior. (The last sentence was written by MFA Natalie, not blogger Natalie) It's about women wanting to be desired without wanting to be seen as nothing but objects of desire, and struggling to find a balance between the two. It's about that dirty F-word (Feminism!! )
Anyway, if you want to read more comments about my tormented artist self check out the
Flickr page here.Thanks anyway Rosy!