AUGUST ANGELS
“Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars - to be part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording - all that is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, god, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.”
This is an ongoing series of black and white photography where female religious sculptures are photographed at dramatic angles, isolated from other figures and only natural elements are included in the image. The sculptures in these images represent women who feel as though they are made of concrete, tied to their circumstances, knowing nothing of personal freedom or human rights as long as they are alive. They look to death as resurrection from their life on earth.