Don’t Touch My Flower, You Asshole, Or I Will Eat You

2015, papers, photos, ink, wool felt, velvet, thread, gouache, 23 x 22 inches.

Too frequently, artistic pictures of naked women are voyeuristic and mediocre.  I felt the need to tell these “artistic photographs” taken by a dirty man what I think of them. I made three artworks with this series of phtographs, one for each part of the female gawked at anatomy (breasts, fannys, bums).  These are not vaginas, because the vagina is the hole. These are not vulvas, clitorises, labias or muffs. No one seems to agree on what kind of flower this is, so let’s learn it all.  We cannot protect our naked lady image. That is everywhere.  I am giving you, the viewer, multiple pictures  of your desire.  Here is a multi-lady-flower with her literal lips and anatomical mouth.  A sexy-ish “vagina (there is that word again) dentata”.  It is a little scary because she might bite you to protect herself from groping hands and worse.   People always want to pick the flowers. But to what end? They will pick your flower and discard it with all the other dead flowers.  We can restrict access. We are by invitation only.  Whoever visits,  may not walk on the beds, they may not pick, they must only appreciate the floral fantasia.