Bit harsh though

 

This is text art that I've just made. I don't know how to feel about this one. It's kind of harsh, but at the same time, it's my raw feelings responding to some criticism from the work. I came up with this from a place of, I want to come up with something that provokes self-reflection and reflection of meritocracy…

The horrors of work and patriarchal spaces.mp3

(the reality is the places are limited, be it the job and position- capital aside: a lot of people are working hard and are putting in the effort in doing the right things in life, but at the end of the day, getting that job and position does come from being at the right place at the right time. Because training happens on the job. And I guess then becomes the ability to be liked to keep the position. Most people form alliances at workplaces. If that group were into hustle culture, you have to pretend to be part of it too, even though it hurts your health). It also feels a bit sadistic to brag about success in relation to peers who didn’t get it, but it’s the society we’re in. The title of this post is ‘bit harsh though’ describes this too. (I don’t want to be negative, but I don’t want to be disingenuous about things in life)

Back to the artwork-

Looking at the current situation, the readers (target viewers) are people who can afford the internet and are privileged enough to have shelter. 'The World' is the symbol of people who don't have the privilege of having a home, the internet, or the means to voice themselves. But it does ask a question - can I make this work on behalf of these people? Do I have the right to advocate for these people who are marginalised by society?  

What would happen if I put this work in a gallery or established art school?

It’s like *bandersnatch.mp3

Looking at my art CV- https://jasminelee.com/cv

I don’t think I was ever supposed to go down the path of QA Technician. Maybe it’s meant to be that I’ll go down this research path?

I kept having recurring dreams of my former workplace. The last one was me announcing to some people that I’m leaving because no one cares about the workplace rules. I then had conversations as some form of closure with people who looked out for me at work. Something tells me I won’t be having recurring dreams of that workplace now. Sometimes closure is inwards rather than an outward action. In psychology, these internal figures are the good Kleinian objects. 

*Bandersnatch was an interactive film, but the people who work at Netflix threw tea at the film and deleted it. (You’ll only get that joke if you’ve watched bandersnatch)