Four young female artists explore 'girliness' as consumer paradigm, sexual fantasy and economic necessity. For better or worse, the economy has thrown a scrunchie in the works and, at least in the UK, the normative route to adulthood — choosing a career and a partner, buying a home and filling it with kids — has become unaffordable for a considerable chunk of the population. According to a survey by the Office for National Statistics, one fifth of 25 to 29 year olds in Britain still lived at home with their parents. The teenage bedroom has been granted a decade-long extension, as have all manner of pubescent mores. In recent years, the effects of prolonged adolescence have become subject matter for a number of female artists in their late 20s and early 30s, all connected to London through the Peckham-based galleries Arcadia Missa and The Sunday Painter. Samara Scott, who is based in south London and studied at Camberwell College of Arts, is an expert shopper. Her compositions, often liquid and almost always perishable, are made from the barrel-bottom of cheap, girly products. As with all of her work, the materials list was immense. The items named in an accompanying index included nail caviar decorative beads for setting into nail polish , Bloo cistern block a toilet cleaning capsule which comes in hot pink and powder blue , cream cleaner, Innocent smoothie and glitter toothpaste.
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I observed the girl at my door cautiously. It was the summer of ; I was 7 years old and in need of a friend. Although my three older brothers let me join in on their games, I could only endure so many defeats in pingpong, basketball and Super Smash Bros. Emmy told me she lived next door with her uncle Mike and brother Kyle. A sociologist could have predicted our outcomes from a handful of statistics, but as a child, I assumed there was little difference between her life and mine. These things, I would later learn, mattered. I knew none of this when I invited Emmy into our house for a Popsicle that humid day. When Emmy and I played School, I always got to be the teacher. When we played Barbies, I took the newer Barbie with the better clothes and gave her the one with the missing foot. I was two years older, yes, and we played on my territory with my toys, yes — but there was something else.
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