Mirror, mirror -

I can never stick to a brief.

I always end up doing whatever I want and relying on cleverly worded annotations to try and link what I did to what I was actually supposed to do. This was my final piece for "Heads, Faces and Figures" and it's actually unusually appropriate for me.

I was feeling inspired by a poem called "The Lady of Shallot" by Alfred Lord Tennyson, which looks painfully boring but it's really quite pretty if you read it through. It's about a woman who has a curse put on her so that she can't look directly at the village of Camelot (I think) and so she is confined to her tower, but she has a magic mirror which she uses to watch the people go by in Camelot. She also weaves soemthing, I think, I can't remember because I did all this about a year ago. But eventually she sees Lancelot and falls in love with him and wants to look at him properly, so she does and the mirror breaks and she dies.

The piece was loosely based around that, with the theme of the mirror, but I tried to make it slightly more modern. The first image with the blue background is the girl's sadness, the second is her surprise, the green is her jealousy, the red is her anger, she smashes the mirror and then she dies. I threw in a little passage about a mirror and there's some Lichtenstein in there too. It was quite fun to make, I took pictures of myself doing all the expressions and then drew over them on the computer in PhotoDraw :-)


Who is this? And what is here?
And in the lighted palace near
Died the sound of royal cheer;
And they crossed themselves for fear,
All the Knights at Camelot;
But Lancelot mused a little space
He said, "She has a lovely face;
God in his mercy lend her grace,
The Lady of Shalott.