Each daugher has a name ? lush, thrift, virtue, shrewd, frigid, clash and divine. Each overlaps and captures an essence of the girl gleaned from fragments of childhood. The corded red dress with a skirt as stiff as a sail, the miniature handbag with space for necessity, the smooth plastic thighs and open hands. She combines to form a Chimera, not the mythological fire-breathing beast made up of lion, goat and serpent but the grotesque made from elements of her ancestors. The voice of a mother, the stitch of a grandmother, the thought of herself. From the minutiae of my childhood I have explored my inheritance of femininity, passed down from mother to daughter in matter and deed. Each item contains coded signs of feminine tutelage, grasped, learned and let go over the years of transition from mother to daughter and back again to mother. My life has come full circle, the line between generations slowly dissolving until I am my mother at 34. Each image becomes a parallel narrative of the three real daughters whose lives are scattered over the century.
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