Vulvamorphia is not about voyeurism. Nor is it specifically about female genitalia or “askew” iconic references to female genitalia. Vulvamorphia is definitely not about an art practice or philosophy of “in your face” female parts, infantile feminist statements that never move beyond “naughty” shock or academic master discourses. Vulvamorphia is a polyphonous chorus of little things, the sad, lost, discarded, forgotten, denied, repressed, disavowed and foreclosed subjects, objects, and thingnesses of the world.