My nickname as a child was “flaca escopeta”, the gaucho translation for “little shotgun”. My father would call me “flaca escopeta” everyday, comparing my scrawny legs to the barrel of a gun. It is a common way of speech in La Pampa, Argentina. Although that nickname came from a place of love, I started to think what it meant to have always been address for a physical characteristic and not for my name. I was seen as a metallic cold murderous weapon. I realized that through my adolescence it had made me feel detached from my own body. My identity was not Florencia, I wasn’t seen for who I was but for how I looked like. Like an insect being analyzed under a microscope and a light, I was being observed by the most important male figure in my life.
My thesis work Flaca Escopeta is a series of surreal black-and-white photographs paired with video, in which I criticize patriarchal structures in Argentina. By creating images at the studio of chopped-off body parts and pairing them with ethereal still lives of different symbolisms, I represent how I felt disconnected from my body and sense of self, due to the objectifying male gaze of Latin American culture.