Renoir, Degas, Cézanne, Seurat, all the greats of the western canon, the major dudes of high art, have obsessed over the woman “after the bath”; a private, vulnerable moment of domesticity and femininity endlessly reproduced in paint through the male gaze. Here I give you a self portrait, after the bath, that captures a random candid moment. I set the timer and dried myself, this is not a pose. This is the beauty of the female nude engaged in sheer utility. Strong, natural, and taking up space, unaffected by male fantasy.

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18 thoughts on “After the Bath”

  1. Really enjoyed the commentary and the image. I am planning a blog post on owning my gaze, seems to me it is connected to taking up space. They are both important actions.

  2. This is great image, reminiscent of the artists you mention. Quill needs to get his charcoals working on you!

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