i grew up with birds. we had many a budgie, and my mom went through a phase where she bred parrots. so you know, angry african greys were the norm in my house. the one parrot we had perfectly imitated my mom calling me when i was on the other side of the house. so i’d hear, “diaaaaanaaaaaaaa!” and when i went downstairs there’d be no one around – only the parrot sitting in its cage with what i imagined was an amused look on its face.
gently subverts the pervasive language of photography as it is used in advertising and publicity, creating edgy images that intrigue and disturb. while she primarily works with people, her works transcend the boundaries of portraiture as she finds beauty in perceived imperfections and renders idealized beauty strange.