Les potes avant les poux (“mates before lice”) was born of two photographs of hair-cutting between friends. Then I unravelled the thread and dug through my archives to find other images to put into dialogue. This series is a declaration of love to my loved ones, tinged with anger towards those who try to crush us.
Thank you ladies, thank you for the flowers, thank you for setting the record straight, thank you for the tears, thank you for the rage, thank you for the sisterhood.
Thank you and fuck all the rest.
