So Cindy Sherman made herself rich and famous by mugging in private photos, dressed up as other people, subsuming her identity in theirs. It was the art that launched 1000 feminist grad theses. But recently her long-time boyfriend made a doc about being swallowed by her identity as a jet-setting art star. Salon has an interview with him:

For five years he tags along as Sherman attends galas, hobnobs with celebs and collectors and jet-sets around the globe, spending his days as “the person hardly anyone wants to talk to.” The final blow, at least as he presents it, may just be when H-O brings Sherman to see his therapist in an attempt to save their five-year relationship, and the therapist chooses to take her on as a client, jettisoning him. “Even my shrink would rather be with Cindy!”