Pictura Gallery

Rachel Papo & Evgenia Arbugaeva

Rachel Papo | Desperately Perfect 

Evgenia Arbugaeva | Forever Beautiful

What does it mean to live a life dedicated to achieving the unachievable? To embody an almost impossible excellence? To live forever beautiful?

Does the desire for distinction make someone admirable? Brave? Heroic? Might such pursuits also be a sign of delusion? Disorientation? Dysmorphia? And how should we engage with the stories of such determination for both physical ability and cosmetic beauty? Do we look on these images as voyeurs, fascinated by commitment but aghast at the extremes people will go through – can go through – in the pursuit of perfection? Do we watch in judgment or jealousy, dismissing their fastidious fortitude as vain or unrealistic, or perhaps envying the graceful body or the beautiful face that can sometimes be the outcome of study, practice, and plastic surgery. Or might we even view these images with empathy, recognizing that the “delusional” pursuit of beauty, the “desperation” for perfection, might well be a characterization of our own lives? And does this make us crazy or merely human?

Gaze on Rachel Papo’s dancers and you see more than children learning the ballet. Exposed are the vulnerable spaces of waiting, the anxieties and desires of children-soon-to-be-adults, desperate they will disappoint a future waiting to happen.

Papo’s work is as meticulous and detailed as the dancers she depicts. Creating the illusion of grace requires discipline in the dancer; exposing the ambivalence of the desire for perfection demands mastery in the photographer. These images fuse both perspectives: through the camera’s vantage point, we feel the child’s point of view. Ten years of punishing preparation might yield unimaginable consequences in fame and glory – to be another Baryshnikov!

Yet, tomorrow might be the day where you are too tall, too short, too fat, too clumsy, too imperfect for this prestigious ballet academy. You might be expelled at any moment; failure haunts the edges of the dream – to become a has-been at age eleven. And just whose dreams are being fulfilled? The child-soon-to-be adult? The mother or father waiting in the wings? Teachers and coaches wishing they themselves had worked harder? A larger world that praises the graceful movement etched into the form and sinew of each of these dancer’s bodies, yet fails to make sufficient spaces for artists?

While we might admire the ballet dancer’s determination, the desire to be forever young creates far more ambivalence. The fleeting nature of physical beauty announces itself in the disjunctions captured in Eugenia Arbugaeva’s work. The female figure lying on the bed in a golden diaphanous gown, her body displayed in sinuous satin curves, the steep dip of hip into waste – each detail knowingly calls the viewer through the tropes of sexualized display. Yet, coming closer we are caught off guard by the aged body prone before us. The switch from sexualized to septuagenarian is breath-taking, leaving us somewhat repulsed, somewhat captivated, certainly surprised. Can we gaze on the tragic wrinkled face of an aged woman desperate to be pretty and offer that woman our respect and even desire? Or can these figures only be mocked and pitied?

– Dr. Brenda Weber, Professor of Gender Studies

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