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<title>Leanne Eisen</title>
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<title>Hamilton Pool</title>
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<link>http://www.behance.net/Gallery/Hamilton-Pool/352087</link>
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<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 17:22:19 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Cyclophelia</title>
<description></description>
<link>http://www.behance.net/Gallery/Cyclophelia/264646</link>
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<pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 13:22:21 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Looking In</title>
<description>Why am I compelled to glimpse into windows as I pass them by? I gain no sexual gratification from this. I am not hoping to catch some nudity in my glance upward. No. It’s the quiet, mundane moments that interest
me. I suppose that in some way in these quiet times there is a beautiful vulnerability about those being watched. I can arrive unannounced and take in some part of this person’s private life. Maybe I can even imagine myself in their place. Do I somehow envy these people? Looking in to the windows of a home feels much like glancing into a shop window. Perhaps I am shopping for a new life.


www.leanneeisen.com</description>
<link>http://www.behance.net/Gallery/Looking-In/179747</link>
	<content:encoded><img src="http://behance.vo.llnwd.net/profiles5/92717/projects/179747/0927171233877898.jpg" style="float: left; margin-right: 15px; " />Why am I compelled to glimpse into windows as I pass them by? I gain no sexual gratification from this. I am not hoping to catch some nudity in my glance upward. No. It’s the quiet, mundane moments that interest
me. I suppose that in some way in these quiet times there is a beautiful vulnerability about those being watched. I can arrive unannounced and take in some part of this person’s private life. Maybe I can even imagine myself in their place. Do I somehow envy these people? Looking in to the windows of a home feels much like glancing into a shop window. Perhaps I am shopping for a new life.


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<pubDate>Thu, 05 Feb 2009 19:34:39 -0600</pubDate>
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<title>Play</title>
<description>The games we play as children are rehearsals for the roles we play in life. Traditional toys for girls nurture homemaker stereotypes, simulating traditional domestic roles through play. In these photographs, I am exploring the possibility of the same staging taking place with the prolific, but publicly hidden occupation of prostitution. By constructing these scenes in miniature, I project representations of the sex industry onto the medium of the conventional doll house. As polar opposites, the homemaker and the sex worker are highly constructed and restrictive roles, the most deeply-rooted myths of the feminine.

Recreated from many sources of representation these constructed spaces can be peered-into and examined.</description>
<link>http://www.behance.net/Gallery/Play/174369</link>
	<content:encoded><img src="http://behance.vo.llnwd.net/profiles5/92717/projects/174369/0927171232906835.jpg" style="float: left; margin-right: 15px; " />The games we play as children are rehearsals for the roles we play in life. Traditional toys for girls nurture homemaker stereotypes, simulating traditional domestic roles through play. In these photographs, I am exploring the possibility of the same staging taking place with the prolific, but publicly hidden occupation of prostitution. By constructing these scenes in miniature, I project representations of the sex industry onto the medium of the conventional doll house. As polar opposites, the homemaker and the sex worker are highly constructed and restrictive roles, the most deeply-rooted myths of the feminine.

Recreated from many sources of representation these constructed spaces can be peered-into and examined.</content:encoded>
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<pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2009 14:17:55 -0600</pubDate>
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