Mirror Mirror

Srinidhi Krishnamoorthy

“Breathless breastless tight band down arm to chest,
Looks down to the red biro line, where once she saw her breast.
Turns side on to the mirror, her curves of female form,
But turn the other way and her missing breast she mourns.”

These words of Louise’s poetry inspired a vivid picture in my mind, instilling the image of a woman plagued by her lost curves of female form. This ceramic piece, fashioned from paper clay, has been moulded into a simplistic form of a woman’s body.
The curves are purposefully vague, smooth and almost impressionistic, symbolising the hazy definition of what it means to be a woman. The woman looks upon her reflection in the mirror, comparing and contrasting the imbalance in her shape after a mastectomy.
The cracked, darkly stained glazing and back of the mirror reflects the distorted way in which she now views her own body – tainted, imperfect and somewhat flawed.
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Mirror Mirror

Mirror Mirror

Srinidhi Krishnamoorthy

“Breathless breastless tight band down arm to chest,
Looks down to the red biro line, where once she saw her breast.
Turns side on to the mirror, her curves of female form,
But turn the other way and her missing breast she mourns.”

These words of Louise’s poetry inspired a vivid picture in my mind, instilling the image of a woman plagued by her lost curves of female form. This ceramic piece, fashioned from paper clay, has been moulded into a simplistic form of a woman’s body.
The curves are purposefully vague, smooth and almost impressionistic, symbolising the hazy definition of what it means to be a woman. The woman looks upon her reflection in the mirror, comparing and contrasting the imbalance in her shape after a mastectomy.
The cracked, darkly stained glazing and back of the mirror reflects the distorted way in which she now views her own body – tainted, imperfect and somewhat flawed.
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