I just got back from New York City. I spent a few days there. I saw a lot of art and all-in-all it was a pretty great trip. I was ready to return though. On my second night there, I decided to go thrift shopping with a friend of mine. We went to the East Village because I remembered hanging out in that area when I used to live in NYC. When I got out of the Uber there was a bicyclist riding in my direction. They were going the wrong direction on the one-way street. I tried to get out of their way but the cyclist grabbed the car-door and started slamming it into me. They were yelling at me as they passed, calling me a nazi-fat-bitch. Then he threatened to cut me. I tried to head towards the thrift store, and as my friend and I opened the door to duck in, he had circled back to harass me some more. He screamed, “Fat Bitch!” at me as I entered the store and most people turned to look at me. While I was just relieved not to be actually hurt since he threatened to cut me, I couldn’t help but think about the fact that someone thought my body was so terrible that they had the right to cut me. I understand that something else must have been upsetting this individual and I was simply in the wrong place at the wrong time, however, this incident reminded why, or rather reassured me that it is important to make art about and talk about the fat female body.
Published by Christine Gaffney Art
Christine Gaffney is an interdisciplinary performance artist from Dayton, Ohio. She is currently attending the University of Cincinnati where she is pursuing a master’s in Fine Arts and in Art Education. She has studied art at Pratt Institute in Brooklyn, New York, Columbus College of Art and Design in Columbus, Ohio and Wright State University in Dayton, Ohio. She has a master’s degree in Library and Information Science from the University of Pittsburgh. Her research interests include concepts of identity, gender and religion. Her work embraces ideas around body image, body politics, and feminism. View more posts