Opening Reception: Friday, September 6 | 4:30–6:30 PM
On View: September 6–18, 2019
On May 18, 2019, I strapped as many tiny purses as I could to my body and wore/carried/lugged them for the 7 miles between my studio in Sunset Park and the apartment of the person I've been falling in love with in Greenpoint. Morgan LaForge, a Boston-based photographer/video artist, filmed the performance.
I have a fascination with tiny purses as largely non-functional status objects indicative of a socially “acceptable” form of capitalist femininity, specifically a femininity championed in the 2000s, and most vividly expressed in high school “chick flicks”: The reigning popular girl with the conventionally attractive boyfriend (and therefore all the power) carries a tiny purse and the “regular” girl who is not noticed by boys has a practical backpack. Approved Femininitude and desirability (fuckable = powerful) is suggested via the tiny purse and the tiny purse is trendy yet again. Tiny purse says you don't need to bring much with you, you're keeping it “light.” Tiny purse is low-maintenance no-baggage easy-breezy. Tiny purse is Chill Girl. What does it mean to exist within an excess of these sentiments? What does it mean to physically and publicly grapple with these objects?
Image: Flora Wilds, Tiny Purse Girl, performance/film/installation, 2019.