The two ‘women’ in my installation reflect different parts of myself. The naked woman shows how vulnerable I felt. She’s also a commentary on the government pronouncements on deaths ‘only’ being in the old and those with pre-existing conditions.
That’s me, I thought! I’ve got pre-existing conditions – so apparently my death doesn’t really count.
The so-called shielding felt like an imprisonment. So I got a prison suit. You can see me up above in my orange suit dreaming of fresh food. Which I couldn’t get! And my version of the government pronouncements: