I think of my identity as a reflection or portrait of who I am. I see my culture as a way of viewing my identity; a sometimes slightly distorted view of what makes as well as shapes me. I used a serving spoon, partly out of desperation after not finding any mirrors around the room, in the closet, or in my bag. It was the most reflective thing I could find, it was a decent size, and it would partially distort my reflection without making it unrecognizable. That last part being the most important. The way I define myself may be be different than the way others would define me, but no matter how distorted the view, I am still recognized by the way I present myself to others.
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