Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
I set, I place, I lay, I chop, I rage, I eat, I accuse, I confront.
In a three-part performance, I examine aspects of being a woman in this society. A society that produces violence:
Violence through patriarchy.
Violence that is directed inwards.
Violence that is directed outwards.
A triad of confrontation, auto-aggression and provocation is served up.
Separated by minimally invasive, openly disclosed
reconstruction work.
Bon appetit!
Ingredients: Apron, knife, cutting board, phallic vegetables, black forest cake, napkin, pearls and popcorn
Best before date: Passing, already happened, past.
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
Foto: Milena Lorek
The photographic work shows intimate portraits in printed T-shirts. Tragically funny sayings about hellish culture-shock and diabolical forlornness address what it is to be human in this world:
I was sent to earth. I have to stay here. This is where I'm supposed to live. Try to survive. Sometimes I have to fight like hell, but I already know that. It’s getting hot in here, almost like at home. I'm a devil in the x-th generation, an old witch, a stupid cow. And also a T-shirt girl. My horns are prosthetics and I love Kylie Cosmetics.
Concept, Make-up and Model: Luca Mercedes Braig
Photo, Set and Lighting: Milena Lorek