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Hairdresser was a remote collaboration between my mother and me. My mom is a barber and hairstylist in La Crosse, WI. I called her, put her on speakerphone, and asked her to coach me through giving myself a haircut. As she guided me, our relationship was foregrounded. Without any visual reference my mom took me through the haircut by recounting attributes specific to my hair and head, recreating the intimacy shared when I am in her barber chair. Additionally, I displayed my love and admiration for her and her craft as I tried my best to follow her instructions.


SMFA, Boston (2010)

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