nude

A few days ago, one of my students from the self-portrait workshop that I teach, told the class about the traumatic experience that it meant for her that one of her photographs was censored by the Instagram platform. It was a very subtle nude self-portrait – his silhouette against the light, in an empty space and artistically conceived to denote loneliness – that, nevertheless, violated the rigid norms of the social network on the subject. From the surprise of having lost the material contained in her account, my student went to the discomfort and humiliation of having been limited in what she considers her right to expression.