The Alice Series

I was Alice once as a kid. I still have a picture of myself that my mom took while I was doing my homework before going to the costume party.

Growing up, I used to go to my grandparents’ house for the holidays, next door was my great-great-grandfather’s antique store. With my two brothers, we would sneak in the store, without the adults knowing, through a small secret back door hidden in my grandad's garage. They didn’t know we knew about that small door. Inside the store were amazing treasures, antiques, crystal chandeliers, jewelry, furniture but most of all, I was enthralled by the beautiful stained glass and wrought iron doors of the store. Since we were not supposed to be in the store, we never dared turn on the lights, the only source of light was the outside light. As it passed through the stained glass, it illuminated and colored the antiques. It was magical! As kids, we all went through a small door to discover a magical world. It was an antique store for us, but it could have been an old barn or the attic at a friend’s house. These adventures are part of growing up, pushing the boundaries of our little world, becoming adults. But the story doesn’t stop there. That’s when we become adults that things get more complicated. Becoming a woman, you slowly notice how society pressures you, to be, act or look a certain way. At first you try to understand, decrypt and even comply but after a while you start to rebel, protest and change what you can. “Alice” is helping me share with you a little of women’s struggles through time, from the length of her bathing suits to her pussyhat.