“We know very little about the women in Anne Ferran’s 2003 series 1-38. They are not named and their faces have been cropped out of each photograph. All we see are their fraying cardigans and clenched fists.

These women, 38 unidentified female patients from a Sydney psychiatric hospital in the 1940s, have slipped through the cracks of our collective memory. Ferran did not take these photographs. They are archival images that have been enlarged and cropped. Selecting and editing these images, Ferran interrogates the erasure of each woman’s identity. By rescuing the pictures from the dark recesses of the archive she unsettles the systemized logic of the institution. These women are meant to remain in their files, their lives reduced to nothing more than a ‘case history’. But here they are memorialized. Though the women remain unknown, they are visible. Their silence speaks.

Ferran’s images exhume forgotten and overlooked personal narratives, giving the ghosts of these anonymous women space to move. These haunted photographs play on the edge of concealment and exposition. Even though the women’s facial expressions and identity are missing, their suffering is easily legible. We see it in their splayed fingers and white knuckles, reaching and grasping but not quite holding on.

1-38 (detail) 2003 Inkjet print 32.8 x 48.3 cm. Image courtesy the artist and Stills Gallery

These hands are neither passive nor submissive. They do not hang limp but point and clutch and contort. They betray the fear that institutional incarceration breeds, revealing the horrors that exist behind closed doors and beyond the frame.

The clothes do the same. One woman’s cardigan is missing a button and gapes open just above her navel while another’s is misaligned. In a different image a piece of twisted fabric hangs out of a buttonhole like a severed umbilical chord. Some women are lucky enough to have coats to protect them against the cold. Others are swaddled in blankets. Holding each woman’s arms down, the blankets speak of restraint rather than comfort.

Enlarging and cropping these archival photographs, Ferran works with the mutable boundaries that delineate visible and invisible histories. She teases out the peripheral and the inconspicuous, allowing unspoken narratives to infiltrate — to haunt — what remains perceptible.

The photographs of these women were also collated into a set of four books. The first book, INSULA book 1 reproduces the images as they appear in the series 1-38. The same photographs feature in the other three books but they have been cropped again. INSULA book 3&4 show only the hands. In INSULA book 2 we see each woman’s face. The books themselves have never been exhibited alongside the 1-38 prints but photographs of them have. In these photographs, each page appears within the frame, superimposed on top of one another. The books become a blur, like stacked frames in a fast-paced animation. The images printed on each page melt into one another as the 38 women fold into one.”

—Isabel Parker Philip, Excerpt Magazine Issue six: Life Death and Bureaucracy

Anne Carson, from “The Glass Essay”, from Glass, Irony and God

Ana Mendieta, Anima (Alma/Soul), 1976, armature of bamboo and rope with fireworks, Oaxaca, Mexico, c-print on paper mounted on paperboard and printed, 1977

“French performance artist ORLAN has gone under the knife nine times for art. Her seventh surgery, a 1993 piece entitled “Omnipresence,” performed in New York was broadcast live to her studio in New York (the Sandra Gering gallery) and many others. All were connected to ORLAN’s operating room by videophone and to each other’s screens.Before the surgery begins, she reads from a script, in French, “Man treats this skin so cheaply, though it means so much to him. He sheds it at the slightest bidding, for he wants to shed his skin. The only thing he possesses. ‘I only have my skin.’ It is too much since having and being do not coincide.”She seats herself on the operating table and answers questions asked her through videophone while a woman draws on her face – under her eyes, then outlining her cheekbones, then around the implants as she holds them to ORLAN’s face. “It’s about renaissance and reconstruction,” she says. A skull rests nearby, with blue implants (normally used for enhancing cheekbones) attached to show how her facial structure will change – on the cheekbones, along the ridge of the nose, along the outer edge of the brow bone, and on the underside of the chin.  The first question comes from the New York gallery: “what will the body be in the future?” ORLAN replies, “the body is now obsolete, totally obsolete.”“

—The Art Pour