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To look in the mirror
and see my reflection trapped momentarily, my reflection swallowing my
identity. Is the face looking back at me the whole of me, or is my entire
being and identity obscured by this countenance?
As my reflection is trapped within the mirror, are my emotions also
caught for a split second? Whilst the camera can momentarily capture facial
expressions, which relate to my inner self, does the mirroring of emotions
negate the potency of these feelings? As I researched personal identity,
I slowly came to the realisation that the only way to escape from myself,
if even for a moment, was to explore and expand my own identity to include
an alter ego.
This exploration resulted in the emergence of Tallulah. She came into
this world wearing make up, hiding behind gaudy embellishments. The never
ending search for adoration and protection is her whole reason for being.
The clothes she wears are as important to her as the air she breathes.
Tallulah is a being of hidden turmoil and tragedy. To meet her is to meet
with our own hidden fears of loneliness and isolation.
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