Amanda Wall. Femcel

About

It’s in anonymity we experience true freedom. It’s in our youth we play the game. In Femcel, Amanda Wall navigates a path between disassociation and transcendence, peeking into the gestalt of the sexless sex objects, the zeitgeist of the post-post-modern woman. As we traverse the narrative space, we descend into rapid cycles of detachment and foreboding, enshrouded by the cherubic faces of young women scattered schizophrenically in bursts of joy and doom.

A paradox unfurls before us, as the desire to embody the archetypal "hot girl" remains elusive, even among those who appear to epitomize it. In a world overly saturated with sensuality, we have matured beyond the enchanting innocence of our youth, yet these physical forms retain their delicate suppleness, albeit uselessly. It is not the act of carnal indulgence that allures them or us but their persistent desire for validation and our guilty joy in partaking in their solipsism.

— Alexis Schwartz, Writer and Anarchist