ISSUE 24 SUMMER 2021
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Ginger maps networks of creative people. In keeping with the logic of a network, all of the contributors to this issue were referred by an editor or contributor from a previous issue. As a feminist publication, we are committed to supporting the work of womxn, non-binary, and gender nonconforming individuals. Our goal is to produce a zine with a diverse range of forms, content, and perspectives.
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AMY BERENBEIM
STEPHANIE VON BEHR
ROMINA BELTRÁN LAZO
LAUREN ARIAN
ABIGAIL HENNING
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LANI RUBIN
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ALEX CHOWANIEC
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BRE WISHART
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LARISSA GARZA
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CONNAR WESTON
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JULIANA HALPERT DREA COFIELD + GABY COLLINSFERNANDEZ
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FRANCES WAITE
LEAH JAMES
LIZ NIELSEN
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AVIVA ROWLEY
JOHANNAH HERR
JESSI LI
NINO SARABUTRA
OLIVIA JANE HUFFMAN
EMILY LUDWIG SHAFFER
ERI KING
ELIZABETH TANNIE LEWIN
SAM CROW
CAMILDRED
KYOKO HAMAGUCHI NICKI GREEN
SALTY XI JIE NG
ALANNAH FARRELL
LILI JAMAIL
LAURA BERNSTEIN
DEVON GRIMES SARAH MIHARA CREAGEN
JEAN SEESTADT
EMMA FLAHERTY
PAOLA DI TOLLA KARLY SMITH
HEATHER LYNN JOHNSON
ALISON VIANA
LEJLA KALAMUJIĆ + JENNIFER ZOBLE
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PHOEBE GLICK
ANNA GURTONWACHTER
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SHALA MILLER
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ASHNA ALI
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AMIA YOKOYAMA
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MARIA R. BAAB
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EEL COSTELLO
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NANDI LOAF
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EMMALINE PAYETTE
HANNAH RAWE
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HARRIS BAUER
NATALIE GIRSBERGER
VANESSA GULLY SANTIAGO
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ANDREA GUSSIE
CARMEL BROWN
COURTNEY STONE
IVY HALDEMAN
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ASHLEIGH DYE
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ENA SELIMOVIĆ
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LA JOHNSON
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INDIA TREAT
CHENEL KING TYLER MORGAN
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JESSICA WOHL
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ULRIKE BUCK
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HANNAH MCMASTER
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NEELA KLER
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Chenel King Great White
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Frances Waite
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Nora Cisneros
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Martha Ferris
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Polina Outkina
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ON THE COVER Garden Party by Martha Ferris 2021 Acyrlic on Board 3 x 4'
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TOP Dunk by Frances Waite Pencil on Paper 2021 11.5 x 13"
ABOVE Balloon Head by Camildred 2017
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CHENEL KING GREAT WHITE A funny story really: Same characters, me and the ocean and the unknown I, eleven years old awkwardly sitting at the corner of a beach blanket In pajamas, I’ve resigned as a bathing suit My older sister and her friends talking politely about everyone they hated I sloppily ate one Stater Brother’s chicken drumstick after another until A freckled face white girl my age started towards me She had all her teeth out, Great white Her damp hair stuck to her ears as she took sloppy steps in the sand She plopped herself at my feet, smiling, Great white “Come play with me / Come out to the ocean with me” This, a generational joke and trick Chicken fingers sucked I looked back at my sister as I walked away, saying nothing I’m going into the sea with Great White She takes my hand And in my mind this means were sisters We walk into the water giggling We still giggle when the water hits our knees As the water approaches our chest, great white releases my hand, she is still giggling I followed Great White further out until my feet could no longer feel the ocean floor I am swimming or I am flying who is to say what the difference is Great white waves me over, I turn around and I can’t see my sister anymore The shore now a sea of people and the ocean an empty stage I struggled to keep my head above water
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When I turn back around Great White is gone and I am met with a wave Maybe not a wave or even the wave, but my wave It neatly folds me into the water Kneading me over and over again I am spinning sideways like when I roll down grassy hills, I am screaming but no sound escape my body I thrash, I am thrashed at, I am pulled under and overcurrents I call out for Great White, but no white teeth greet me I still don’t understand how I made it back to the surface I swam back to the shore and found my sister and her friends Took my place on the edge of the blanket, sand sticking to every part of me Heavy breathing and deep thinking my sister touches my panting black back “I almost drowned again.” I say “Almost, but you made it.” She replied I already knew I’d never see great white again Learned another lesson in the water And about the white people that lead us there
Chenel King was raised in a family led by Black women and her father. King's family was full of storytellers, truth sayers, and a few liars. As a novelist and poet, King has dedicated her writing to exploring, expanding, complicating, and acknowledging Black people's everyday lives. King has a few degrees, but the best learning has come from the Black people, especially the Black women before and around her. • @cplusking
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Frances Waite
Frances Waite
LEFT Fun Drowning Pencil on Paper 2021 12.5 x 11" BELOW Alone Time at Last Pencil on Paper 2021 9 x 12" RIGHT Dunk Pencil on Paper 2021 11.5 x 13"
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TOP LEFT Okay Shush Pencil on Paper 2021 9 x 12" THIS PAGE Steamer Pencil on Paper 2021 57 x 44" BOTTOM LEFT Floaters Pencil on Paper 2021 12 x 13"
Frances Waite (b.1993, Rochester, NY. Lives and works in Los Angeles, CA) is known for her subversive approach to photorealistic graphite drawing that explores the conflicts that arise at uncomfortable intersections between truth and fantasy. Exploiting the intimacy of hyper-detailed pencil and paper renderings, Waite's drawings are characterised by confrontational voyeurism, often weaponised by the artist to dissemble patriarchal structures. Depicting transgressive behaviour in startling verisimilitude, Waite constructs ‘near-truth’ alternate realities that scrutinise human anxieties and desensitisation. Despite the appearance of being suspended in fantasy, Waite confesses that her works are somewhat rooted in the autobiographical – expressing internalised, personal angst, immediate experiences and the socio-political tensions of her generation. (Bio courtesy of Cob Gallery) • franceswaite.com • @franceswaite Summer 2021
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Nora Cisneros The walk My daughter,
I have this vivid memory of you that makes my chest feel tight. My eyes overflow with so much cleansing Water and Tierra. It was your tenacity Dressed in a white summer dress and sandals, Braid set with a commencement hat too big for your cabezita. You didn’t listen to your tia asking you to wait a little longer You certainly didn’t listen to the commencement instructions being read out loud “esteemed guests, please do not join graduates down the procession” You wanted to join me And walk alongside me You chose me Because momma’s PhD is a family affair And in your wise 6 years Your body and soul knows That this higher education journey belongs to you too That you motivated me to keep walking even when I wanted to stop You crossed that imaginary boundary One of many you are surely to cross though others may not approve And you took my hand so gently To walk down that pathway. You were sent for this and more O yes you remind me how much this means to me And I thank you for not letting me walk alone And reminding me it's ok to slow down for a bit. For reminding me that we will always walk together. 16
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COMPTON SUN I want to write about the places in my neighborhood Where I’ve been seen as a mother Where children with sonorous curiosity and laughter Like my 5-year-old son/sun Shines Reads Cools off Places where my sun Is welcomed I want you to know About the library that, at one moment, helped save the mother in me After spending so much time in the ivory towers First generation student bending all the rules Breastfeeding my son when children were not welcome in the ivory libraries Our neighborhood librarians welcomed us Offered us a breastfeeding space A quiet space to nurture him To sing my love to him On days when I could not offer something healthy to eat On days when the sun burned my skin And I could not keep my cool The librarians smiled at my son Welcoming him to the world of books and fruits As I tried to mother him with imagination With stories, words, and images That offered different possibilities As I struggled to find the books to explain Borders, separation, Leaving home The sadness in their father’s voice And the love offered by grandparents thousands of miles away That small, bright library saved us that one day Thru the heat and sadness The library offered us shade. Most people scoff at the name of my neighborhood Their learned anti-Blackness comes through, Ooozing that settler attitude talking ‘bout how I should move to a “better’ neighborhood They don’t care that Compton is home That we are on an ancestral Tongva village Where our suns are loved Where mothers are seen Where families find lifelines among books
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L@S PROFES RIOTTTTTT (A LOVE NOTE TO MY FELLOW TEACHERS) Because a maestr@ has to do What a maestr@ has to do Write Sleep Know anger Ser feminista Unabashedly Read futurist revisionist sci-fi Be our own poetry Be the cuss words Love our curves, panza, and soul Remember our laughter Not be a crossroads for others Rest whenever and wherever we want Remind students of the fuckery That they cannot tolerate We rebel against overcrowded classrooms Police on campus NO MORE ICE will never be allowed around our students Take down every brick of building that honors the settlers Say no to another damn diversity committee Say no to another study to “understand the effects of racism” “What is your currency in the field?” Then they deny us a path to job security “Take a workshop & become a wellness ambassador” Then they do not have to hire more counselors in a pandemic WE make it STOP No is not a metaphor ABOLITION is not a metaphor We stay creating Zines, poems, letters, ofrendas, collages, short stories, videos, penny dreadfuls Friendships, comadrazgos, gardens, and futures WHATEVER we profes want to create. We show up to share pan, pinceles, y corazón. That’s how l@s profes riotttttttt!
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Prickly Daughter “No te rasques” My mamita’s words still soothe me “Usa mangas largas siempre Para que no te lastimes” Long sleeves So, you aren’t hurt by their stares Mother’s words prepared me then To camouflage Also to protect Against the prying eyes Because it’s exhausting to explain Yes, my mamita cares Twice a week We make our way to that botica on Lennox She picks the freshest and thickest sábila Crushes the pulp gently Holds me as she hums while she caresses the sábila across my arms bandages humming more bandages relief “no te rasques, niña mia que no te gane la picazón”
Decades earlier One morning in 2nd grade my mom wrapped pencas de sábila On my arms and legs To heal me To protect me “Usa mangas largas “ The teacher reported me to the principal “Bring her parents..who hurt her? This is not medicine..” I wondered quietly in that office why she didn’t know about the powers of moms and sábila “Stop scratching!” English was harsh The principal’s words marked me. Decades later The aging 105 freeway reminds me of the bulldozing The rush to find a new home The botica and the school are no longer there But that English still stings The picazón still here. I’m damn near 44 and hardly wear short sleeves or shorts. Las marcas don’t truly fade away ¿Que sientes? la picazón When the bulldozers plow thru people La picazón When children and parents get separated Foreclosures Over and over again. Estudiante fui Con poco Ingles Y mucha rabia Ms. Principal, you don’t know about us How my mom’s taking care of me I’m not hurt It’s just picazón. Now I teach The picazón is there, it’s a part of my skin. But in my class We recover the dignity of our bodies Of the boticas Of the mighty sábila And of the mighty mother Raising an itchy prickly daughter.
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The Relatives That Help Me Write My querido Tio Chavo I carry your work ethic and love of cafecito every time I write The family storyteller You continue to travel and remember. Sometimes you tell me about the different jobs you’ve had, How your hands cracked with the cold air As you picked tomatoes and oranges in “the gabacho” You learned to carve wooden toys to sell at the Tianguis You preferred instant Nescafe, in your blue ceramic cup 2 spoons of sugar With milk on a good day Because milk was a luxury. My querido Tio Andres I carry your love of movement and rest every time I write. The family runner You taught me to keep moving That rest and recovery are not luxuries The mighty old Tempo would get us to your dialysis treatments Which you hated Because you would prefer to get there running 20 years later I ask for your blessing to help me run my first miles. The relatives that help me write Some, like my mother and father, could not get beyond an elementary level of education. They could not finish school because my grandparents could not pay for books. They showed me a love for reading and creating stories. Others, like my departed abuelito Enrique, never stepped foot in a classroom, But learned the vocales and silabas sitting on the steps of the class he could not enter, No shoes, no school. I have many relatives that help me write. My querida Tia Eva I carry your commitment to lists and boundaries every time I write. The family beauty and entrepreneur, you owned a dulceria. A candy store with sweet stories, fruits, and pinatas For birthdays and baptisms Bright pink walls filled with mazapanes, paletas, Duvalines, and dried fruits, Your ledger- full of names, numbers, and dates. Your children showed her to read and write. You were proud of your children. You showed me to learn people’s names, To greet them first, write their names after. You also had a separate special list, Reminding you of the people you could no longer service in your store. You showed me building relationships is important, And that building boundaries can be done with writing too.
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My querido Tio Hugo I carry your love of music every time I write. You always called me your “corazona” Reminding me how loved I was. You labored making records in a hot factory You introduced me to The Cure and Caifanes And to libraries too. I can trace my love of commanding stick shift and wearing red/black flannels to you. You showed me that being independent doesn’t mean being lonely I bring that drive to collective writing now too. The relatives that help me write are many. Some have journeyed on to join our ancestors. Many continue to help me write. My children, my partner, my nieces, my brothers, and my friends. You help me write: By holding me By feeding me By celebrating me By laughing with me By seeing me By inviting me into your life. I thank you for your lived poetry.
Nora Alba Cisneros, born in Mexico, raised in Inglewood, is floreciendo in Compton. She holds a Ph.D in Education from UCLA and currently teaches Ethnic Studies at California State University, Los Angeles. Mothering, writing, watching anime, and jogging are how she rages against the machine. Summer 2021
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Old Albany Post Road 2020 Watercolor and Gouache on Paper 30 x 22"
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CLOCKWISE Dancing Rock Preserve Through The Marigolds 2019 Gouache on Paper 4 x 5' The Shed 2018 Gouache on Paper 22 x 30" Perched on the Bike 2021 Acrylic on Board 12 x 12"
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TOP LEFT About to Open 2021 Acrylic on Board 12 x 12" BOTTOM LEFT Open! 2021 Acrylic on Board 12 x 12" THIS PAGE Fall At Dancing Rock 2020 Gouache and Watercolor on Paper 22 x 30"
Working in a variety of media, artist Martha Ferris creates evocative and richly detailed landscapes that move beyond literal interpretations to reveal the abstract nature of our surroundings. Her work is recognizable without being traditional. She folds her sensibility into what she sees to create a highly personal vision that is both figurative and abstract. To walk through her paintings — filled with warm and brilliant colors that are realistic but also surprising — is to enter a brand new world. • marthaferris.com • @marthaferris Summer 2021
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POLINA OUTKINA BUILDING BRIDGES WITH HER I bridge myself with you sometimes In a dreamscape reality filled with lies Filth — and demonic stuff of all kinds — I plaster my walls and my ears With mind … Because - I trust you not — The fae I forgot! Dresses, careless caress, sweet summer embraces and love — A deep bow to the moon and the sun and the world all at once … how sweet is her glance in which I still dance … Wilted blooms in a crown of a cautious romance ... I’m a menace … We’re friends now. I trust her enough to see her In “me”. When I dress like her … plain little dresses and rings silvery Twirling long hair in the moonlight alone I say thanks to the girl That I love once again in my heart …. What is “her”? If you twirl long enough all goes back to the start I’m a man with not much to do … making “art”. I feel for what trust is alone — in the dark — Where I dwell on my own — barking words meowing songs Of a soul yet unknown for it’s cause — Or it’s part.
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In a curse of a man in a female’s disguise I do not recognise that Sometimes — in my very own eyes And it hurts like a barbed wire sting every time I am stung with a ssssheee … or a herrr … Weird though … it subsides … and I am kind of proud — that I am “Just a girl in the world” “Girl for sure” Poor mum — Just a boy at the end of all “that”. With a smileless gaze of a wolf Underneath a pink scarf or a sweet yellow hat … Didn’t matter the colours I wore “Gorgeous boy” people said And it stayed with me too … Till the end … Though I still play with dresses sometimes Just to make her feel proud Though I know it’s not true … I’m a man in disguise — with nothing to do.
Polina is an astrologer and life coach living in Peru. Her main work is with people, helping them with their life stories. One of her main passions is writing and blogging. After travelling for many years she has decided to settle in the land of plant medicines and develop her talents as a visionary, shaman and teacher. Her story lead her to ayahuasca in 2015, which after an overdoes burst open a few hidden talents. She sees plant medicines as her primary teachers and support system in life. She is passionate about creating links between the ordinary and the extrasensory worlds for other people and uses her gifts to aid in natural spiritual integration for others. • polinaoutkina.com • @polinaoutkina • Youtube (Polina Outkina) Summer 2021
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LEFT Pups and The Red Balloon 2017 BELOW Seran Pups 2016
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ABOVE Pups and The Balloon 2019 LEFT Pups 201 Collodion on Metal
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LEFT Daemonumx 2018 Collodion on Metal BELOW Balloon Head 2017
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RIGHT Miscellaneous DomTop No. 2 2018 Collodion on Glass BELOW Daemonumx and Clit Eastwood 2018 Collodion on Metal
Camildred is the blending of two identities—Camille and their alter ego of Mildred S. Pierce. Camildred’s photographic work is used as a means to dismantle the concept of normalcy—a concept that oppresses numerous groups based on sexuality, gender, and identity. The intention of the work challenges individuals to reassess their beliefs surrounding sexuality, intimacy, and identity; aiming to create a visual narrative capturing genuine stories and interactions. Camildred is an MFA candidate at Hunter College. • camildred.com
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