Outside the LinesII

S. d. Holman

Born Naked
(from GID: Gender Identity Disorder or... Girls In Drag)
silver emulsion on paper

I started thinking about different sides of self (inside & out) and of the whole. I hate writing artist’s statements. I’m not disabled. I went to special schools and all that, took tests over and over. I’m a bad speller but a good driver, fast reflexes, sharp spatial sense.
I just have a hard time with some things.

My work isn’t about technique or the perfect moment. I work in layers, seeing different things at the same time, more like driving than reading. According to the UN definition, according to doctors and teachers I am a person with a disability. Am I rebelling, hiding, in denial, refusing labels, being difficult? Is it pride, shame, laziness? I don’t know. The process of making art doesn’t culminate in answers; it just makes it so I can see different things at the same time.

GID: Gender Identity Disorder or ...
Girls in Drag
A few words about this work:
Hysteric personal iconoclastic passionate whimsical heretic nonconformist immoderate maverick dissident butch radical pervert tactile introspective challenging transcendent transformative.

G.I.D. refers to Gender Identity Disorder, a term from the diagnostic and statistical manual of mental disorders to describe woman who “fail to identify as a sexual female”
Girls in drag is a subversion.
Su bono?

Claire Kujundzic