Miss Me’s Anger published

strength and fragility

To the I miss you, art served not only as an outlet for a rage that has always inhabited it, but also as a lifeline. It’s been 10 years since whoever previously held an important position in a pub box gave up everything to dive headfirst into urban art (street art in English), unable to reconcile her work and her feminist values. If I hadn’t made art, I would be in a mental hospital. I was willing to lose everything to save myself. Really, I was on the edge of the abyssshe remembers.

Graffiti and urban collages, the practice of the nicknamed The artistic vandal (the astute Vandal) has since been enriched with other artistic techniques such as drawing, performance and painting. On Instagram, in the streets and in the galleries, she uses her platform to loudly denounce patriarchy, violence against women or the excessive sexualization of women’s bodies.

There is always this mighty anger, the power of which seems to be able to move mountains. Still if I miss you has the courage to point out the injustices surrounding him, his zeal is anchored more in a perceived vulnerability than in a feigned self-assurance.

Miss Me gives way to anger in her next exhibition, The Apology of Anger.Photo: Ariane Labrèche

She knows exactly the demons she denounces. Like the guilt that nagged at her for years after she was raped: I liked everyone else, huh; I thought it was my fault. If I, who have all my abilities, couldn’t prevent this from happening to me, it must have been my fault. It took me years to find out that wasn’t the case.

It is thanks to art that shame finally switched sides; the famous selfies are another example. être“,”text”:”C’était une volonté d’apprivoiser mon visage, de me montrer laide et d’être capable de dire : oui, c’est moi. C’est encore difficile pour moi de ne pas toujours être jolie, mais de simplement être”}}”>It was the desire to tame my face, to appear ugly and to be able to say yes, it’s me. I still find it difficult not always to be pretty, but to be fair be‘ she emphasizes.

Created instinctively, without thinking, sometimes dirty or torn, these works are also a way of celebrating imperfection. Check this one out: it’s one of my favorites, the dust got into the paint. Missed things is the closest thing to real life. The unforeseen moments are the ones we remember most deep down. It is to exist.

Valve, buoy or downright psychotherapy, the applied art I miss you Breaking down prejudices and reconstructing oneself has hit many women in the heart. For the first time in his career, the artist has chosen to depict bodies other than his own. There had been his Army of the Vandalsa 2016 film in which a battalion of women sport their now-iconic ears minnie mouse claimed the right to express their sexuality and reclaim their bodies, but Miss Me had never drawn a naked woman other than herself.

I never pretended to speak for others, she says. But actually, I realized that there were women who really identified with what I was saying, and I ended up really, really believing it. These works are completely new to me.

These models posed with strength, vulnerability and often a cheeky look in a duet. The photos were then transformed into Miss Me’s drawings, which were digitized and then printed in large formats, on which she added colour, words or other drawings. This creative cycle, initiated before the pandemic, took more than two years to complete.

A few days after an initial visit to the workshop, this series of life-size prints entitled sorority had finally arrived. I had been looking forward to seeing her for so long! starts Miss Me. She will put her stamp on them before sending them to the gallery. That selfies had given way to these new vandals taking up all the space in the workshop.

I love looking at other people’s bodies; it is much easier to find them beautiful, she points out, while her long brown hair falls over her paint-encrusted apron. On the back wall, a one-off work depicts a familiar masked figure, whose luminous eyes contrast with her languid pose that seems daring us to look at her.

MissMe poses in front of her self portrait.

Miss Me uses the self-portrait to reclaim her body.Photo: Ariane Labrèche

Even with new subjects, the urge to paint himself remained with the artist. I want to let go of control, the desire for aesthetics and the need to please. I wasn’t trying to pocket my stomach, I was dressing up my imperfections. It’s so hard to love each other; it seems that in order to appreciate yourself, you have to leave your body. I’ve never had so little muscle, I’ve never been so fat and I’ve never felt so beautifulshe explains with a smile.

Loving yourself: This is one of the cardinal values ​​that are preached I miss you, despite the pitfalls. She often suggests to her friends that they take a pencil and sketch themselves to regain power over their bodies, line by line.

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