His eyes are speaking loudly and clearly, but not to me.
He’s asking questions, but my answers barely, rarely matter.
His gaze splashes against my chest, licks down my sides, curls and gets lost between my legs.
He laps you up with his heavy lids.
For a second you suffocate me; the thinking, feeling, wondering me, so inconvenient to your daily pleasure.
This photo series illustrates how I, and perhaps countless other women, feel when I am reduced to a one-dimensional, physical object by men, strangers and familiars, with the phrase “Hello, my size”.
I am not a useful, pretty “item” to be picked, fitted or bought.
Thina Zibi is a photographer and a creative director at a boutique creative agency. African pop culture, African storytelling, and simple yet effective art that makes a connection with the viewer are the driving forces in her work.