About Ordinary
From Siris Hill:
I know what it’s like to be voiceless, to be defined before anyone speaks to you. At nineteen years old, I became invisible. Made homeless due to mental illness before I even had the words for it. That was the origin of Ordinary, to reframe mental illness as not something “other” but Ordinary.
Ordinary continues to grow beyond just an art project. It’s talks, workshops, exhibitions. I document life as it is, through my own experience.
This is about representing people in ways that feel honest and on their terms.
The photos below show some of the people, places, and moments that shaped the project.
Ordinary continues to grow beyond just an art project. It’s talks, workshops, exhibitions. I document life as it is, through my own experience.
This is about representing people in ways that feel honest and on their terms.
The photos below show some of the people, places, and moments that shaped the project.
Clients
Our clients
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Clients
Our clients
We are proud to have worked with
Clients
Our clients
We are proud to have worked with
Webflow
Brand Designer
Apr 2014 - Mar 2015
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean. A small river named Duden flows by their place and supplies it with the necessary regelialia. It is a paradisematic country, in which roasted parts of sentences fly into your mouth.
Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean.