Throughout the pandemic and its after-effects, a part of my identity I struggled with was how much I was perceived and judged for being feminine and also queer. I got so frustrated with the objectification of women in general and tried to separate myself from femininity entirely to try and get away from the judgment of being one. As the pandemic ended, I realized that feminine things are not inherently bad and the best way to combat the judgment was to own it and not care. I put sliced fruit as a way to reference the historical over sexualization of people with vaginas and the violets as a reference to sapphic love being invaded by judgement. The drawn on bow helps me reclaim aesthetic femininity and having every eye look forward to the viewer is my way of confronting others snap judgements.