Named for one of those terrible pillows you see at HomeGoods, Every Man’s Home (Is His Wife’s Castle) is a bold, performative diptych. Tennis, live-feed cameras, mullets, still life sculpture, and vernacular architecture mount to the cynically graphic and heartbreaking mythology of a male stripper named Brian. Compelled by forms of voyerurism through found media, the dance is an aesthetic riot in conversation with the artist’s own sculptural and photographic vocabulary. Every Man’s Home… is in an attempt to unpack and dissolve uncanny tensions between viewer/viewed, shame/joy, ownership/object by making space for contradiction.
Photography: Hadar Pitchon