My mixed media print collages deal with what it means to be an object: the body as thing. While a traditional print is at once reproducible and precious, these objects are singular and messy. Each one is a meditation, at once visceral and totemic. They are born from intuition and compulsion: a message in a bottle, a plea, a prayer. Scraps of personal narrative in the form of text, textiles, and bodily refuse are folded into layers of plastic and grime, the personal obscured in a muck of shame. Figurative prints feature in these pieces to varying degrees. The female body is one of the most prolific art historical subjects: it is a default object onto which “art” is projected. Most nudes are not portraits, but studies in possession and desire. In these self-portraits I ask: can one hide behind exhibitionism? Is my body mine, a vessel; or yours, a thing to be witnessed? What does it mean to be both?