Bit of a story behind this one. The title card reads:
"UNTITLED." Mixed media, human body. 2014. A meditation on the crushing dehumanization of the late-capitalist post-modern zeitgeist.
One evening a few months ago, a friend of mine lay down in the hallway of our dorm, and another friend of mine decided to make her into art by sticking a title card on her back. Then a bunch of us had an enlightening conversations in academese about the significance of the piece through a neo-liberal, pseudo-Freudian lens, juxtaposed it with a dialectical heteronormative hegemony, and came to the conclusion of what are we even doing with our lives.
Oh, hey there, friends! It’s been a while. Here’s the second one in my Adventures in Academia series, about that thing you can do in the library basement where you push two armchairs together and make yourself a sad little cave for wallowing in. And yes, I know a butterfly comes out of a chrysalis and a moth comes out of a cocoon. Artistic license. Shh.