RAINCOAT 

Fuck that boy in seventh grade that sat across from me in homeroom. Every day, he’d greet me with a friendly, “Annie is f-f-f-fat.” It was a fake stutter he used for comedic effect, and it didn’t really land with our tablemates in my opinion, but nonetheless, his words still got to me. Was he a kind soul for being honest when no one else was, or was he just as an asshole that liked to humiliate me on a regular basis, as if his balls would shrivel up if he didn’t? Either way,

For this video piece, I was particularly interested in re-visiting my adolescence as a specific and pivotal moment of identity construction and socialization as we are just beginning to understand our own body, identity, and what role this identity plays (or is expected to play) in the larger visual and societal landscape. By “queering” my own adolescent narrative through familiar iconography and references, this project becomes both a personal endeavor by reclaiming agency o