Often, I think about the work and who it may affect, wincing at the thought of subjection. Still, in the distinctive way I’ve chosen to convey the body and embrace this lewdness, I know they aren’t ignorant of the truth that my image, the image of my sisters, mothers, women, and other female-presenting people, is already tainted and violated, no matter how much is or isn’t revealed. I don’t feel a sense of ownership toward the figures in my work. Instead, she is my surrogate, standing in for personal moments while remaining entirely detached. I use wrapping, bending, binding, and wearing to reflect the social and erotic mechanisms that sustain misogyny. The work embodies nakedness as transgression rather than embodying the natural. Nudity, asserted as a politically charged space of resistance, dismantles the illusion of a blank slate while revealing the cultural conditioning and contradictions that shape the female experience.