I'M EVERY WOMAN (ITS ALL IN ME)
A lady’s hand mirror can be seen as old fashioned and charming; an outdated relic from the dressing table; a quaint signifier of vanity, of introspection, of the search for identity, of self-doubt, or perhaps even self-loathing. Each of the 50+ mirrors in this body of work is dedicated to a particular literary heroine, and I hope that the statements etched upon them serve to forefront not only our identifications with memorable characters from great books, but also the fluidity of meaning over time and contrasting frames of reference. For me, these etched hand mirrors are arguably objects which both frame and provoke feminine reflections on several, potentially fragmented, levels.