WHO IS SHE THOUGH?
My name is Monstera Deliciosa.
I am no artist, but have inhabited spaces and practices that some would call artistic.
A she-they kind of womxn, I live through the joys of insurrectionist trans-feminism, the perils of visibility and the paradoxes - physical and philosophical - that existing outside of the gender binary brings (hi dysphoria!). My work endeavours to articulate this all - be it through the minutia of applying lipstick while hanging from a 10 meter high balcony or the grandeur of a sticky breath imprinted against a gallery window front. Neither here nor there, but mostly all over, Monstera tries to unsettle what is perceived as spectacular. I derive pleasure in problematising voyeurism, castrating viewership while activating participation. She’s usually not in it as a token for your diversity quota, so spare her from the tiresome limitations of the white-cube and pay me to pick up my one heel and wobble down the streets (or hills). Hope you still like her, if you hate her!
For a selected chronology of Monstera's appearances across the international stage, feel free to consult this document.