I claim they have more significance than anyone cares to admit. Vanity industries do pay attention to the surface much more than I and I am shocked when what I wear is paid more attention to than what kind of art I do or my looks tell what I am capable of (with which I like to play with). How much is it in the interests of the arts to keep stereotypes alive or whose interests are in question all in all, because they are not mine? One can wonder and it is truly weird one has to keep up appearance and act upon one’s appearance. I make this assumption, I should act according to my sex, sex and gender are always an issue, and appearance, because such is my strongest asset? What is the appearance of an artist today, a businessman who functions like a machine, is efficient and more importantly is male? Clichés are so much alive, I wonder the speed of progress. (What progress?) Things that instantly come to your mind when you see someone, what do they tell of you?
BTW, any modelling agency hire 45yrs old? That would be a career change, lol. Oh no, I should lose weight.
I think I cannot answer the question: it couldn’t be more useless issue to put out there to be puzzled with. I get puzzled with it since there is a pressure for me to get puzzled by what I wear, what anybody wears. My main theme has been for many year to either blend in or provoke, do the opposite of style. When I try to look like the most there is always something very wrong about it. A headless style in which I somehow do not exist but something ready-made is sold to me, a ready styled fashion that equals correct. To look stylish sounds a horror, someone who is stylish is for me a person who really does not have a style of one’s own. Style is a fashion term and means to me destruction of personal input, destruction of anything that might be interesting in clothing. So I guess I do not have a style. I am without a style. It is a freedom style.