Margot at home, Paris, France, 2017 'I am made of flesh and hairs' 'I am conscious of being a pile of breathing flesh that moves around. But I feel like some moving slime that take a shape to present itself in front of people. I feel neither male nor female. Physically I ended up being aware that I would be seen as feminine, and it will always surprise me. My thoughts have no gender, no sex. My body feels like a prison of flesh with the cage of people's judgement on top of it. I can't control people's gaze. Whatever appearance I would give myself, I would be seen for what I am not'. Photo by Su Cassiano/Middle East Images/ABACAPRESS.COM