Gel transfer, graphite, paint, mixed media on canvas; monumental scroll format
“Keep Your Hands Off My Meat” operates as the most confrontational and declarative work in the series—a rupture where metaphor collapses into direct address. If earlier works negotiate motherhood, sanctity, surveillance, and fragmentation through symbolic substitution, this piece names the violence outright: the female body as contested territory.
At the center is the artist’s own nude body, fragmented and reassembled through photographic transfer. The figure is neither idealized nor hidden. The pose—legs open, arms restrained, body exposed—recalls art historical tropes of vulnerability (odalisque, martyr, crucifixion), but here the gaze is not passive. The body confronts the viewer as evidence. Across it, the phrase “KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF MY MEAT” is scrawled in aggressive, dripping text—part protest slogan, part curse, part legal injunction.
The word meat is doing critical labor. It collapses multiple registers at once:
• flesh as commodity
• flesh as sacrifice
• flesh as reproductive resource
• flesh as violence
By choosing meat rather than body, the artist refuses euphemism. The term evokes slaughterhouse logic, consumption, ownership—systems that historically align with the control of women’s bodies, especially reproductive bodies. The phrase reads as both accusation and boundary: an act of refusal carved into the surface of the work.
Beneath and within the figure, photographic fragments of organs—intestines, muscle, bone—replace anatomical coherence with exposure. The body is not metaphorically wounded; it is literally disassembled. These internal images echo medical imaging, butcher diagrams, and forensic documentation, reinforcing the sense that the body has been inspected, evaluated, and penetrated without consent.



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