Wednesday, May 3, 2017

self -love










For my final self-portrait I decided to create a slideshow of photos I have taken over the past two weeks and a few from before. The concept I was going for, was that of self-love., too many years I have been ashamed of myself and my body, things that I don’t have that much control of. But when I started this class and we looked at artists like Cindy Sherman, Frida Kahlo, and even Ana Mendieta, I felt a sort of pride in myself. these women unconsciously started a revolution inside me. they taught me that there is beauty and safety in all of your insecurities. Before this class I enjoyed capturing images, but not of myself, but this class prompted me to turn the lens onto myself.

I decided to create a video, or a slideshow of photos of myself, photos of me embracing myself and my body for about two minutes, in contrast to my last project being a painting on canvas. My midterm was on the concept of growth, whereas my final is centralized on self-love and body positivity, which are completely pivotal in growing in every aspect of your life. it took me a while to come to that realization, that there was no way I could’ve grown as a person if I didn’t began loving and caring for myself as well as the world around me.


NB: I tried to add the audio of the poem to my video but my mic on my laptop broke, so I have attached here a poem entitled : "It Gets Easier" , by me.

They say it gets easier 
But they never tell you about the journey it takes to get to the easy
They never tell you about how you'll can't look at yourself in the mirror 
Or how the only way you'll fall asleep for the next few years was after hours of crying 
Crying tears that could fill every bathtub in every city in every country , in every planet. 
Crying tears so bitter and blameful 
Bitter and Blameful towards yourself 
Being bitter and blaming yourself 
Blaming yourself for being in the wrong place at the wrong time
Blaming yourself for not screaming loud enough 
Blaming yourself for becoming helpless at the hands of a man who seemed to become deaf of the sound of the word no 
Blaming yourself for seeing his face in every face of every person who wore their heart on their sleeves and was rooting for you 
Blaming yourself for hating yourself. 
They never tell you that before you get to the easy, you must first past through the blame. 


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