Laura Duffy has reoccurring themes of food, sex and death. Working sculpturally and per formatively mainly thought the medium of photography and video. Her work explores the objectification and abjection of the female body. Thinking about the façade within food advertisements and how this translates into consumption of other invisible ideological ideals that should be just as hard to swallow.
A visceral sickness is created by the heightened fake-ness and artificiality of the work, becoming toxic and potentially damaging to our organic form which is the human body. Underpinning Laura’s work is a reminder to the viewer of our primitive humanness and inescapable shared mortality.
Where are all the girls?
Who believed in your creativity the most?
What would be an ideal death?
Show us something fucked up.
What did the internet do to you?
Remake something you would have made as a child.
What does love feel like?
Please create a portrait of me without knowing my face.
Where is your resting place?
What’s next for you?