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Brothel (Paperback)
Stephanie M. Wytovich
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R407
Discovery Miles 4 070
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Mourning is the new black... The tradition of Victorian mourning
jewelry began with Queen Victoria after the death of her husband,
Prince Albert. Without photography, mementos of personal
remembrance were used to honor the dead so that their loved ones
could commemorate their memory and keep their spirits close. Ashes
were placed within rings, and necklaces were made out of hair, and
the concept of death photography, small portraitures of the
deceased, were often encased behind glass. Mourning jewelry became
a fashion statement as much as a way to cope with grief, and as
their pain evolved over the years, so did their jewelry. But what
about the sadness and the memories that they kept close to them at
all times? The death-day visions and the reoccurring nightmares?
Wytovich explores the horror that breeds inside of the lockets, the
quiet terror that hides in the center of the rings. Her collection
shows that mourning isn't a temporary state of being, but rather a
permanent sickness, an encompassing disease. Her women are alive
and dead, lovers and ghosts. They live in worlds that we cannot
see, but that we can feel at midnight, that we can explore at three
a.m. Wytovich shows us that there are hearts to shadows and pulses
beneath the grave. To her, Mourning Jewelry isn't something that
you wear around your neck. It's not fashion or a trend. It's
something that you carry inside of you, something that no matter
how much it screams, that you can just can't seem to let out.
Asylums once used to confine those deemed mentally unfit linger,
forgotten behind trees or urban development, beautiful yet desolate
in their decay. Within them festers something far more unnerving
than unlit corners or unexplained noises: the case files left to
moulder out of sight, out of conscience. Stephanie M. Wytovich
forces your hands upon these crumbling, warped binders and exposes
your mind to every taboo misfortune experienced by the outcast,
exiled, misbegotten monsters and victims who have walked among us.
The poetry contained in Hysteria performs internal body
modification on its readers in unrelenting fashion, employing
broad-spectrum brutality treatment that spans the physical to the
societal, as noted in Stoker Award winner Michael A. Arnzen's
incisive introduction.
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