I designed an architectural album of an imaginary middle-class suburban house, filling its plans and layout with the many proverbs I’ve found about women in the home. The book was printed to look like the almost obsolete technique of Diazo printing (blue-printing), but in fact, it is archival inkjet. The proverbs depict widespread misogyny that is as funny as it is painful.

From Paul van Capelleveen’s essay in the catalog Read Me. Like A Book.:

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With the book’s horror vacui-like way of filling the demarcated spaces completely with texts, it feels … claustrophobic but also more intimate. The texts are used ironically. When turning a page, the drawing to the left on the just turned sheet remains visible but hazy, with the mirror image of the text forming illegible abstract patterns. … The book has still another added dimension: leafing through it is almost like peeling off the layers of an onion, whereby the transparent layers of misogynist folk wisdom are removed from their permanent place on the right-hand side of the book. After doing this it seems like the house no longer rests on solid ground. Moreover, while turning the pages, the house ends up being filled from roof to cellar, not only with women’s tasks but also with the hostility toward women that permeates every room. The house thus feels like both a cage and a workspace, and as if a woman’s home is for others but not for herself.