body remains

Life is a continuous cycle; one event shapes another, which in turn shapes the next, and this cycle continues for generations. Every time from the beginning.
Until it is interrupted. The question is whether it can be interrupted considering the hermetic nature of the environment in which we live and the fact that such an approach has been shaped for centuries.
In this project, I am reflecting on selected, subjective aspects of being a woman.

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Some kind of fate (works: 9854, young woman resting on the grass v. spider hairpin). 

Despite expectations of a boy, I was born a girl.

In my life, I have often wondered how I would perceive women if I had been born a boy. Would I follow the beaten path that I so often encountered on my journey, or would I be able to break free from this pattern, look deeper, and see more? 

Who is/could be the woman for me?