JANE SKEER

Jane Skeer’s practice is rooted in personal experience and speaks directly to contemporary life. Using photography, she explores sexual identity and challenges the unspoken rules placed on women’s bodies, behaviour, and desire.

Her work plays with irony and autobiography to question who women are allowed to be, the angel or the feral. By exposing the suspicions and judgments often directed at women, Skeer examines how morality and sexuality are closely linked.

Feral presents a series of staged images that question respectability, work ethics, and the performance of being “good,” revealing how being labelled “bad” can become a source of strength and resistance.

Self Portrait

I want to tell you

what it’s like for me.

Eyes

stories wink

in the glint of skies over

silent weirs pierced with

a fierce ice blue

Dare me.

Hands

they thread in gullies

in valleys between fingers

chasing criss-crossed paths in palms

and embedded in each tip

a memory lingers

over melon skins

glances on cucumber ends

hangs from every glossy black clad limb

arms cradling vodka

like a baby

Hold me.

Mother

I give everything

it’s never enough

We know,

We know.

Hair

spun straw-gold

each mother-love is tangled

safe in silken sacs

Dare to

Touch me.

Mouth

stories they

seethe and smudge

between clenched teeth

written down by crayon lips

drawn on in slander-red

melty and clogged

with accusations

mouthed loud

from the other side

Watch me.

Legs

So I’m all dressed up with nowhere to go

She says

I just wanted to

follow my dreams at last, I mean

where the fuck

am I going to go?

Cucumber

Then I see her cucumber

Obscene

Poised

Ready

To

Go

Fran Callen 2026