I really enjoyed the whole process of working on this lace bra piece.
Dissecting the bra, prying its flesh open and taking out its rusty bones.
I relished slicing up this object and opening it up, and I admit that there’s an aspect of morbidity and violence in the act. But I felt relief afterwards, I felt like I was able to release some of the anger that came with being reminded of loss and pain, and being reminded that I was objectified.
It also seemed a bit scary to see all the rust inside this object that I had been wearing for a long time in the past. But I was still attracted to the image. To me it seemed symbolic of rotting and being dirty on the inside. When you pry it open, it also looked like rusty lady parts.
And as I looked at the skeleton of my lace bra, I decided to keep the metallic bones to create another work, laid them out on an empty canvas and took photos of them.
Then I proceeded to cover my bra in slip. Even this aspect of the process revealed a lot to me through my senses.
Kat also mentioned that what I was doing was interesting, because I was deconstructing the image of the female body. It was great to get another point of view on what I was doing.
I had a quite lot of discoveries and realizations in my process yesterday!