Collective Unrest

 

The Body Petition

December 6, 2018

The Body Petition is an ongoing series of digital drawings and paintings that address issues of health, self-esteem and the harassment of plus-sized bodies. Although it seems like society is making strides towards acceptance, in my everyday life/personal experience I have yet to have my plus-sized body be praised, loved, appreciated, or desired. This personal experience can be directly traced back to my location within a system of power relationships (body vs. politics; body vs. queerness; body vs. media). I started this series as a way to ignite a conversation about strength in the face of adversity, beauty and acceptance.

 

Afieya Kipp (b 1991) is an artist and photographer from New York. For the past six years, her obsessive interest in domesticity, technology and language have led her to create a broad body of work that explores themes of gender, sexuality, power dynamics, place and setting, as well as the body and health.

Nostalgia and the transience of memory drive both her photographic and artistic ethos, which are expressed in the form of film, lo-fi photos, and digitized drawings.

She received her BFA in Painting from Kean University (2014).

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