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Hopefully pretty self-explanatory. It touches on food lifestyles, including eating disorders and, probably less obviously, eating flesh. This individual (hopefully I achieved the look of androgyny here) is keeping everything out, and simultaneously keeping someone in.

Some of us (surprisingly few) actually eat to nourish. The rest of us eat for comfort, for fun, for taste, for tradition, or simply out of habit.

Then you get those who don't eat, or who don't hold into it for long when they do.

Maybe the rest of us are keeping someone down with all the food. The part of us that is scared and craves comfort, is crammed down with junk food. The part of us that needs a voice, asks the questions about why we eat the way we do, is crushed under the mountain of food that hurtles off the grocery store shelves and into our mouths every single day.

When you don't eat, it's that much more difficult to keep that voice locked up inside. All the secrets, all the lies, come bubbling up and you have to lock them inside, sometimes biting them back as on your tongue; all of a sudden they're so close to escaping and ruining everything.

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Ink on part of a Hilroy manila folder. I liked the yellowish background, and the paper weight is great, it really drinks up the ink.

Late September, 2008.

Description
Hopefully pretty self-explanatory. It touches on food lifestyles, including eating disorders and, probably less obviously, eating flesh. This individual (hopefully I achieved the look of androgyny here) is keeping everything out, and simultaneously keeping someone in.

Some of us (surprisingly few) actually eat to nourish. The rest of us eat for comfort, for fun, for taste, for tradition, or simply out of habit.

Then you get those who don't eat, or who don't hold into it for long when they do.

Maybe the rest of us are keeping someone down with all the food. The part of us that is scared and craves comfort, is crammed down with junk food. The part of us that needs a voice, asks the questions about why we eat the way we do, is crushed under the mountain of food that hurtles off the grocery store shelves and into our mouths every single day.

When you don't eat, it's that much more difficult to keep that voice locked up inside. All the secrets, all the lies, come bubbling up and you have to lock them inside, sometimes biting them back as on your tongue; all of a sudden they're so close to escaping and ruining everything.

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Ink on part of a Hilroy manila folder. I liked the yellowish background, and the paper weight is great, it really drinks up the ink.

Late September, 2008.