"I always wanted to have
the courage to do totally crazy, impossible and also wrong things." Isa Genzken, 1994

It's one of the first rules we are taught as a toddler - don't put a plastic bag over your head. As fears over COVID-19 has people now breaking that rule, I have encountered this ‘bagging-up’ behavior long before #corona hit on us. As a child (and I’m sure I’m not the only one on this) I often felt the desire to put things on and more likely over my head. A cloth, a basket, a cooking pot :-) a bucket, a plastic bag. Fortunately I've outgrown this sort of behavior, but even so, in a certain way I'm still attracted to it. With this #coronalockdown situation I had the perfect motif and opportunity to merge into plastic and seek for some symbolic essence. A bag over one's head is seen as life threatening. It relates to violence, brain hypoxia and suffocation. In case of paraphilia and hypoxyphilia to sexual arousal. Covering your head, your skin, your eyes can mean protection. Symbolically speaking because we take shelter in our own little bunker. We feel safe. But are we free or trapped? Covering our face can also relate to hiding who we are and putting up another face. That's how I came up with the minimalistic cubist-like self-portraits. The bag is my comfort zone. And although I feel caught and angry, everything is so much easier, less confronting and painful when covered. A reaction I have felt very strongly over the years. However, as the cold black acrylic stands up to the bright clinical white polyethylene, there is a contrast in all this. Relief. Salvation. With a bit of imagination I can move myself into a new surrounding. Stepping out of what I actually see. Getting into this small isolation where everything seems at ease. Where I can explore even. A resting point. As if I’m narrowing down my vision and stretching my mind. Or is it the other way around? Is my brain fooling with me or am I feeding it? I have no idea. The thing is I feel enlightened in this area where there is just enough room to stay a while. Where colors are muted and things look blurry and cloudy. As if I'm discovering new landscapes and only I know their location. A place where I feel unseen. Where the reduction of oxygen makes me feel a bit disorientated and numb. Up to that vanishing point where it gets too channeled and I need air. How far can I travel? How long can I stay? Because the longer I persevere, the intenser my salvation will be.

_Do you? Do you?_ refers to the #coronalockdown situation. We think we act normal but in fact we're stressed and anxious. Looking at each other with suspiscious minds. Everyone is infected. Everyone but me.

_Do you?
Do you?_

shelter
comfort
solitude
healing
suffocation
relief
vanishing
protection
unseen
fake
suspense
longing
urge
tension
salvation
and again
and again
and again
and again

music: la chambre blanche // rené aubry
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"I always wanted to have the courage to do totally crazy, impossible and also wrong things." Isa Genzken, 1994

It's one of the first rules we are taught as a toddler - don't put a plastic bag over your head. As fears over COVID-19 has people now breaking that rule, I have encountered this ‘bagging-up’ behavior long before #corona hit on us. As a child (and I’m sure I’m not the only one on this) I often felt the desire to put things on and more likely over my head. A cloth, a basket, a cooking pot :-) a bucket, a plastic bag. Fortunately I've outgrown this sort of behavior, but even so, in a certain way I'm still attracted to it. With this #coronalockdown situation I had the perfect motif and opportunity to merge into plastic and seek for some symbolic essence. A bag over one's head is seen as life threatening. It relates to violence, brain hypoxia and suffocation. In case of paraphilia and hypoxyphilia to sexual arousal. Covering your head, your skin, your eyes can mean protection. Symbolically speaking because we take shelter in our own little bunker. We feel safe. But are we free or trapped? Covering our face can also relate to hiding who we are and putting up another face. That's how I came up with the minimalistic cubist-like self-portraits. The bag is my comfort zone. And although I feel caught and angry, everything is so much easier, less confronting and painful when covered. A reaction I have felt very strongly over the years. However, as the cold black acrylic stands up to the bright clinical white polyethylene, there is a contrast in all this. Relief. Salvation. With a bit of imagination I can move myself into a new surrounding. Stepping out of what I actually see. Getting into this small isolation where everything seems at ease. Where I can explore even. A resting point. As if I’m narrowing down my vision and stretching my mind. Or is it the other way around? Is my brain fooling with me or am I feeding it? I have no idea. The thing is I feel enlightened in this area where there is just enough room to stay a while. Where colors are muted and things look blurry and cloudy. As if I'm discovering new landscapes and only I know their location. A place where I feel unseen. Where the reduction of oxygen makes me feel a bit disorientated and numb. Up to that vanishing point where it gets too channeled and I need air. How far can I travel? How long can I stay? Because the longer I persevere, the intenser my salvation will be.

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Miene Grafiek & Reclame werd opgestart door Sofie Bauwens. Sofie is Miene. Miene is Sofie. Graficus/art director met heel veel ervaring in communicatie en (direct) marketing. Miene maakt logo's, huisstijlen, illustraties, animaties, magazines, brochures, e-zines, ... en verzorgt je publiciteits- of communicatiecampagne. Miene woont en werkt in Watervliet, polderdorp in het Meetjesland.

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