There's a particular feeling of displacement that comes from growing up in a diaspora, never feeling 100 percent connected to the place you live or the culture you come from. The Instagram art of Hatecopy (aka Toronto's Maria Qamar, a daughter of Pakistani immigrants) takes day-to-day peculiarities of South Asian diasporic life and turns them into hilarious pop-art memes. When I first saw her work, I was instantly drawn to her ability to combine whimsy with cultural criticism, a hard and rare balance to achieve when tackling the nuances of life.
Hatecopy's feed is like an Indian soap opera come to life, complete with familiar characters: meddling aunties, forbidden (white) boyfriends, and arch-nemeses who put salt in your chai. Since launching the project a year ago and making it her full-time job, her work has been featured in Vogue India, Dazed Digital, BuzzFeed, Elle Canada, and more. When we spoke by phone, our conversation affirmed my feelings as a fan. Hatecopy is hilarious, smart, and insightful, speaking both to particular South Asian experiences and broader issues of self-acceptance and celebrating your identity as a person of color.
Manisha Aggarwal-Schifellite: Has your relationship to art changed since starting this project?
Maria Qamar: I would say [my art] is more of a lifestyle than a hobby or career. I don't see it as a job that I have to do, but it's something that I feel like I can't not do. It's easy for me to put out sketches on Instagram whenever I want, but now when I make something, I have to keep in mind that this will be a print, or go on a T-shirt. I've just transitioned to doing art full time; it's the only thing that keeps me excited and motivated for the future.
MA-S: Did you ever have internal struggles about pursuing art? It's a hard field to get into, especially if you come from an immigrant family where there might be pressure to do something that seems stable.
MQ: My parents moved to Canada so their kids could have the opportunities that they couldn't have back home in Pakistan. But the weird thing is that when we got those new opportunities, my parents said no anyway, because that wasn't something we did back home. My parents had their own shit to deal with, like, "How am I going to learn English really quickly, so I can integrate with my coworkers, so I don't get fired, so that I can provide for my family?"
That was a weird internal struggle for me because I wanted to be an artist, but I couldn't because they said it wasn't a stable career path. I did a degree in advertising and started working as a copywriter, but I was always drawing in meetings and stuff, and there was always that "What if?" in the back of my mind. It was only a matter of time before I started doing this stuff full time. I think my parents are scared to say anything to me now because I'll just end up drawing it.