Mirror mirror, Loreal Prystaj
Are these meant to look like dismembered female body dumps? I mean to say, is this meant to be a commentary on the casual way the female body is treated, and something about the duality of commodification and natural elements, returning to dust? I mean, do the mirrors attempt to convey both that when she is used, and the user tosses her away, she is both invisible, but also possibly a mute and expressionless reflection of his ego?
Because if that’s not what is being said, I’m a bit worried this artist might be a serial killer who hasn’t yet begun.