(Woop, Woop) That's The Sound Of The Art Police

I stood, staring down at an image of Duane Hanson's sculpture Woman with a Laundry Basket (1974) and was brought back to a memory of a school trip to the Art Gallery of South Australia during the nineties. At the time, I was just a girl, probably around ten. I remember the artwork's realism being quite impressive, but she unsettled me. She wears glasses, has curlers in her hair, a laundry basket on her hip, and is pregnant. Her face, cast downward, had the look of defeat. She was terribly alone. She gave me a sick feeling in my stomach. I was too young to articulate why I felt this way. It wasn’t until last week during sculpture class, when I saw her again in a book, that I heard myself say out loud in conversation with my art lecturer and peers: I think she’s the reason why I didn’t have kids . The woman represented a life I didn't want for myself, a life of domesticity and mundane routines. A path that girls like me from migrant working-class families went d...