<A Room of Virginia> is a record of a woman in a mirror and a room. I once took a picture of a lady in the mirror when I was working on another portrait project, but it looked unusual. Like other objects in her private space, the figure seemed to be fixed in the mirror, and the image of the person remained motionless and anchored. I thought how photographic it was. Photography records what it has been there, but it eventually proves the absence of the person. The mirror reflects the image of the person in real time, but the person is not in the space in front of the eyes, only in the mirror.
Not existing in my sight, she is trapped in a mirror and seen as just a flat image. The mirror is a space beyond my control. A mirror is a space I can’t help.
Does the woman have a room of ones’s own? I started this work with this question. The series shows an interior space within the realm of the sense of privacy in relation to other people. Starting with recording women not being in front of my sight but being seen in a mirror, I extended to record a room where women were absent. The woman in the mirror is just an image and not real. Women being absent, a room that shows their traces are real and reminds us of their identification. This series makes us think about somewhere between absence and existence.
Virginia Woolf wrote a women who wants to write must have a room of her own and 500 pounds a year.
What can be called my own space in a home where children have their own rooms even if women are not writers? I am asking a question about women and the space of privacy.