Looking throughout Hong’s paintings, non-male gets to be a presence among her Souvenirs. The presence of an absence you ask yourself if it comes from the artist herself painting herself… Is the artist her own model, her only souvenir?
Now we want to lucubrate on the fantasm Hong's art brings about, indeed so much a feminine one. Not a woman, but women that look alike, you start wondering if it is always the same one woman... The same question comes up, is she the artist herself painting herself? Wigs lying around range from platinum blonde to azabache brunette, beautiful curly wigs that sit on their heads, or lie piled up on chairs. In shape and size, the wigs are all exactly the same. Again, there’s the so many shoes–each one so much the same to each other.
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