Susan Simpson

I didn’t know ‘the male gaze’ was a thing, I thought that’s just how the world was and I…well, I didn’t fit.  I knew from an early age that I wasn’t considered good enough; I didn’t possess the right attributes – I was fat and freckly, with hair more unruly than I dared ever be.  The only male to take a shine to me was the pervert who used to touch me up in his front room of a lunch time…

 

… So, some 34 years later, I have successfully completed my master’s degree in creative practice.  Thus far, my work has discussed the various influences that have been prevalent in my life and it is these narratives that have also formed the parameters by which I have formed my identity…