although I know every piece of art is political, I have to admit that I personally don't usually think in the discourse behind my pieces, they're political because they exist within the context where they were created.
In this occasion, I wanted to explore topics such a dehumanization, depersonalization and suffering, I wanted to talk about the experience of being ripped apart of ur humanity when you're a woman.
I've been struggling with being able of appropriate myself of the idea that I'm a human, that my emotions, my thoughts and my experience in this world even though often times dehumanizing through the lenses and actions of others, included those who once told me they loved me, I'm a human nonetheless.
Even though it's just a character of a video game, every time I remember how Zelda has been taken away the chance of having agency over her own life, how her duty as someone who is more than a simple human took away her right to be just simply that: a human, it makes me sad, it makes me think how things such mundane as making mistakes and not being punished by them and having the chance to acknowledged them and growing from them can be a privilege when your'e expected to be this idealized form of womanhood since your'e a little girl.
