Just shy of a five-minute runtime, Concealer is an avant-garde short film that explores the suggested obscenity and permissibility of the feminized body.
This film expresses my angst as a genderqueer individual who does not fully identify with womanhood, yet is held to feminine standards and society at large telling me that my body is inherently indecent and should be hidden. This can be taken in the most literal sense by dubbing a woman's body obscene and censoring nipples and breasts, as well as a more representative sense of expecting one to cover socially-deemed flaws of the natural body including pores and cellulite. But it also affects something deeper; the general sense that a woman needs to fundamentally change herself in order to be not only acceptable to the outside world, but allowable--including her personality, overall disposition, and desires.
Concealer is my way of announcing to the world that my body and I are not a flaw, that we exist in and of ourselves, and, frankly, that if our naked existence (both literally and metaphorically) distresses you: grow up.