Anonymous was a Woman
This is an ongoing (ethically ambiguous) project incorporating, pilfered, historical black and white photographs, text, and banal (palette specific) captures taken with my iPhone. The words are a tether for the images; separated by method, time and hand.
The final result is meant to be a collection of personal confessions and mantras expressed by uniting word and visual; inspired by the past, attempting centeredness in the present and feeling anxiety for the future.
*I claim no rights to the pilfered images or text and I realize I should probably not be sharing this on my official website