A lifesize triptych consisting of photography, lights and sound, taking on the form of a musician’s flycase sitting on a tripod, the artist’s head imposed onto the body of a plastic, lifeless barbie, universal symbol of the simultaneous and sexualisation and dehumanisation of young women. Julianne wears a robot-like expression and her face is painted with doll-style makeup –pink blush, garish blue eye shadow and the kind of overdone red lips that a child would put on with her mother’s lipstick. The result is something out of a Tim Burton film –the beauty Queen who is not quite alive, yet not totally dead either. She appears soulless and cold. In the place of her heart an oversized plastic speaker, and one nipple has been transformed into a mechanical button that, when pressed, sets off a version of I Will Survive through the speaker, flashing disco lights from both of the flanking portraits, while the crown on the central portrait sparkles.

Extract from an article by Anna Holtzman –Eyemazing magazine.