So, the two and half hours have gone, the studio is empty and the performance is complete. It was an extremely long day, from setting up the exhibition to tearing it back down but it was all worth it.
The audience turned up, read my instructions and ‘made me beautiful’. However, it was interesting for me to be able to sit back and listen to the conversations going on around me. I couldn’t see my face throughout the performance so was unaware of what people were actually doing to me. The performance kind of did a 360 turn, as I started off so natural, bare faced and was then used as the make-up doll. However, the affect the make-up had turned me into something my audience didn’t recognise, so by the end they were trying to make me as natural as possible. A difficult task considering I had around eight layers of foundation, powder, bronzer and blusher on my face.
I have always suffered with watery eyes, when I do my own make-up they tend to run, so unsurprisingly this happened during the performance. People were unaware of this though and thought I was crying which had a deeper impact on their experience. Many people whispered in my ear apologising for ‘hurting’ me or ‘making a mess’.
I was taken aback by many aspects of the performance. Firstly, how gentle people were and how cautious they were about touching my face. The face is an intimate part of our body even though we use it everyday and people can see it. To touch someone’s face in order to change their appearance is something that we don’t do, as human beings; apart from doctors, plastic surgeons etc. Another part of the performance that really shocked me was the affect the performance had on the audience, both individually and as a group. One audience member had to leave as they were too upset to stay and watch anymore. Although I was very focused throughout the whole performance, I listened to every word which was spoken. I felt content that people felt they could talk openly in there, people were having jokes with each other and discussing the performance.
The audience member who left, is a good friend of mine. He felt that my face had changed so much that I no longer looked like myself, therefore he wanted no more involvement. I remember him saying that none of my personality was there. When he usually sees me, I am smiling and laughing and there was none of that present. Other members of the audience agreed, saying they just wanted me to smile, to know that I was still there.
This reaction shocked and upset me and made me really think about the affects of make-up and changing our appearances. The make-up covering my face became more of a metaphor for covering my personality. I began to think of other performances I could create from this one to make into a kind of series, which would expose the media culture as a negative medium.
Below are photo’s the audience took after adding make-up to my face, these clearly show how they went from natural, to over-the-top and then back to natural.