12015-12-13T08:33:37-08:00Emelie Chhangur2d057680e6c2808d559b662d85db94eee62664f7711996th paragraphplain2015-12-14T12:33:56-08:00Emelie Chhangur2d057680e6c2808d559b662d85db94eee62664f7Anitra Hamilton knows a truth can depend on our own willingness to believe it. In her work, she forces us to bear witness to the metaphorical “skeletons” hidden in mankind’s secret closet. As if put on parade, the traditional and folkloric costuming of other people’s cultures become models for her own bespoke fashions as well as the outfitted metaphors of the violence of clannish or national territorialities she seeks to uncover, or rather, lay bare. But beware: even if you try to ignore the harsh truths underlying much of her work by pretending not to see them, these “truths” refuse to be silenced. Those bare-boned skeletons loudly clanking beneath the often highly seductive, superbly decorated surfaces of her works lure us deeper into the horror.
For Hamilton is both weaver and whistle-blower. And that, frankly, is what I like most about her, and her work.
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