My depictions want to express the traumas that we inherited that became part of our identities over the years and that we are continuously brushing off. I want to bring them to life, give them a space, respecting all forms of otherness. It’s a battle against time, space and everything fading away. One last tribute before it all falls into oblivion. One last attempt to keep a memory of, a trace of I create because I am trying to remember... May be I will know why I am angry. May be I’ll be free.

Prisca Munkeni Monnier

From the «Your hair is untidy!» of anxious parents to the aggressive «Monkey!» (guenon in French), an African waitress has once thrown at me…  
I soon started to face the first judgments, the first remarks that were finally just the mirror of my own perception of beauty.

guenon

What is the value?

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