Time Pass
Is a conceptual piece regarding the passing of time and the changes that follow.
Made out from samples of hair from my different hair color eras; Starting at the top with my natural hair before starting high school, and ending with my natural hair yet again, but now after finishing it.
It is true that hair coloring does have to do with stability or lack thereof, so this collection also reflects what going through high school felt like.
This was my natural hair before I started experimenting with color. It shows the calm before the storm.
This was my first dye job, made after finding out I got accepted in art high school; to look like I am part of the scene for my very first punk rock show.
This was my ombre turquoise hair, made for my first alternative music festival. I was about to start school and have a new fresh start. That was stressing me out because I couldn't figure out who I am/whom I wanted to be.
After the turquoise washed out, I started lifting my hair color. This is the time period where I couldn't find my crowd and most other kids my age looked much cooler than me.
During that summer I went to my first EDM festival and met up with what I liked to think were my friends. All of them indulged in substances and bullied me. I spent the rest of the festival with my dad.
The first semester of 10th grade I finally realised I can be myself and the people I found around myself liked me for who I was. I let the color wash out - I was happy with myself and with my friends.
By the second semester I got my first heartbreak while my best friend not only distanced herself from me but also turned people against me. I had vivid neon hair and I also started smoking.
Orange was the only dye I had during the 11th grade. I started volunteering and worked concert venue jobs, found better friends and I had what I thought was a dream relationship, so I let my hair grow natural all through spring and summer.
The dream relationship I just mentioned was very abusive and long-term destructive for my mental health. After that I was left with more questions, social anxiety, and profound trust issues.
I cut my hair before my finals in my last year of high school. It was a radical change and a way to express the end of an era in my life. I was letting go of the past.
This was my natural hair after the 4-year journey. I managed to get myself together and reflect on everything that I went through. I managed to accept what happened and to accept myself. I learned who I really am, what I want to be and whom I want to have as my friends. I finally was in a good place mentally and my hair reflected that. Everything came full circle. A cycle has ended.
Time Pass
Full Composition
