The emotion of disgust has always fascinated me. It is the black sheep of emotions that comes from a very primitive instinct of self-preservation but has been transformed into a sociological context by today's Western standards. I have taken human hair and the bathroom as recognisable symbolism to confront people with the emotion of disgust.
(he/him) In a time of fast communication and hyper-realism, I am fascinated by the tipping point of beautiful and ugly, I create a platform for our deepest hidden shames. I seek confrontation and try to hold up a mirror. Is it really that uncomfortable? Or is it actually very familiar.