Mirror

It is very strange how sometimes we look at ourselves in the mirror and can no longer recognise the image looking back... we have overdosed on images of other people on magazines, tv, billboards etc., that we have identified ourselves with a overly manufactured self. That image in the mirror of a tired, spotty, undone woman does not concide with what we think we are. The Lacanian mirror is nothing but an illusion... Mirror, mirror on the wall, who am I?