With feminine maturity, as the body moves through stages of menstruation, pregnancy and breastfeeding, I have witnessed many women suffer under the expectation of providing sustenance for others at the expense of their own self-nurturing.
Here, a handful of ground meat is cast as a full breast sitting on a table. Over the span of four days, the meat begins to decompose, with a growing stench of decay. Beauty, disfiguration, and disgust live together as the female body is transformed to a state of flesh.
