The most honest thing I can say about emje mccarty (she likes lower-case for her name) is she's ridiculously talented & probably the one person I can point to whom I truly believe deserves to have that breakthrough moment & claim the international attention of art-lovers & writers alike. As part of my job, I read hundreds of manuscripts a year, in addition I come from a family of artists. I'm not a pushover in terms of what I appreciate, but it's undeniable that mccarty's talent exists in abundance, because I've known of her work for about ten years now & there's not one single time when she hasn't produced the highest quality & moreover, truly inspiring writing/artwork in one of her collections. This puts most poetry/writing/memoir/artjournal collections to SHAME with its - brilliance. I know I'm using superlactives, but I don't know what else to use, it literally IS that brilliant. I wish so much more people had access to mccarty's work because they'd see what I see. You can't avoid seeing it. She's talented in ways most of us only dream of. Why do I say this? Because everything she does, she does it so well - but not in a self-conscious type-A kind of way, more like it's just who she is when she creates. In fact I'd say she's not confident enough of how brilliant her artwork is; she doesn't see it the way I do. This book is basically the best collection I've read of hers so far because she pushes it even further out, to basically unrepentantly representing nearly a year's worth of herself in art & written form. This woman's work is extraordinary, she should be in galleries, on tshirts, she's the artist of her generation, spilling into the everyday with her highly relatable & evocative representations of herself in varied guises, alongside symbology & tongue-in-cheek. Her artwork is gorgeous, just gorgeous, her ability as a lines-illustrator, her water color precision & beauty, her understanding of color & form & perspective. At once she's Boudica, she's got her feet in your face, she's nude, she's hidden in swashes of color, she's staring dismantled, she's untainted, she's broken down, she's rebuilt. All the ways of a woman, all the phases & outcries, they're here alongside moving words, true words, honesty in a way few ever have the guts to be. This is unvarnished but as gorgeous as if it were - it's the beauty of the ugly side of ourselves - it's the extraordinary gift of a real artist, who has poured herself into this book in a way I'm lost for words. I review for a living & I feel nothing I can say would begin to touch the brilliance of this book - from its magnificent title which is prescient, to the portraiture, that I believe proves beyond a shadow of doubt, the depths of this woman's ability, foresight & genius. I've adored her work from the day I saw it, but with 'the invisible exhibitionist' I think mccarty's gone even further than I could imagine her capable of, rendering nearly a year's worth of portraits & images (over a 2 year period) seemingly effortlessly, alongside musings of what these shifts & shadows MEAN. It's intense, it's impossible not to relate, it's addictive & quite simply, beautiful. I want to use more words, but it's like music, you have to experience it, you really have to. This book isn't inexpensive, it can't be, it's full color. But for the price you're going to love it & share it & buy more copies, I guarantee that. This collection proves emje mccarty is at the top of her game, she's on fire, she's one of the very, very best American artists and poets out there, & if you like either, I urge you to purchase her work because this fine artist will knock your socks off.