Monday, October 20, 2014

HAIR FINAL

The trait that I would argue segregates people most next to skin tone. Hair in my country is what defines a woman, in the Dominican Republic everyone has big hips, but not everyone has "beautiful" hair. I have been going to the salon since what I believe to be out of the womb, once a week for two hours, I let someone terrorize my scalp. I am 18 years old, and I have gone since I was 10, that is 8 years, 2 hours a week, 52 weeks out of the year, which means I have spent 832 hours of my life in a salon. Count in how much it costs, $25 a visit, so 10,400 so far, on my hair. I would like to say that this was a forced activity on the part of my mother, who did not want to walk around with a child with a birds nest on her head, but at some point, I was the one asking to go to the salon. Why do we look at someone and expect a certain type of hair? Why do we then judge them based on their hair? If I saw someone with bright blue hair, I probably would think they are less responsible than someone with normal brown hair, this is coming from someone with purple tips. Why is it that hair is a tool for judgment, an indicator of race, indicative of someone’s professionalism? In the photos I took I aim to explore to hair, and how sometimes the hair does not match the person or the expectations we have for their hair.










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