Jenny Saville is an artist that provokes disgust in her viewer, forcing them to confront the abject nature of the body. I’m interested in Saville’s female figures as they react to a long-standing tradition in art history that situates the female body as the consumable object to the masculine gaze. Her paintings have been described as “flesh run riot,” as they interrogate the meaning of excessive flesh in Western culture. At once, Saville highlights the monstrosity of bodily occupation felt by many women while also foregrounding the volatile and uncontrollable nature of the flesh. We need more painters like Saville.