Mona Hatoum, Grater Divide, 2002 Mild steel, 204 cm x variable width and depth
Mona Hatoum is a Palestinian artist. From Artformâs 2021 Rape is a Border:
Take Grater Divide, 2002. The work is ridiculous: a standing metal cheese grater more than six feet high. Installed in a gallery, it works as a room divider, but the holes make privacy impossible. The wall is a weapon rather than a shield: A person undressing behind it could be cut as well as peeped at, opened up by sharp edges made for shredding. The work is not only an enlargement of a grater, however, but also a miniaturization of a divide, prototyping, in particular, the West Bank barrier Israel had begun to construct on appropriated Palestinian land. A person traveling through a border checkpoint may be asked to undressâstrip searches are not prohibited by Israeli law. In the United States, they have been allowed ever since the 1985 Supreme Court case United States v. Rosa Elvira Montoya de Hernandez, which originated with the cavity search of Hernandez, who was traveling to Los Angeles from Colombia. In both countries, the coercive invasion of bodies is more likely to be visited on people of color, who are disproportionately singled out for selective or heightened âscreening.â This wordâs very meaning is reframed, or enlarged, by the Grater Divide. Gloria AnzaldĂșa, the queer Chicana theorist of Borderlands/La Frontera (1987), called the United StatesâMexico border an âopen woundâ where âthe Third World grates against the first and bleeds.â All borders are graters: not solid walls but permeable ones whose pores are sharpened to pierce what passes through.
Cheese graters are one of my great (hah) fears. My knuckles get uncomfortable even thinking about them. So when I tell you I came around a corner in the MFA and was confronted with one taller than I am, larger than life, and was struck with terror for a moment, know that it is not hyperbole.
It was in the middle of the room, which I circumnavigated to look at the rest of the art on display, most of which does not remain in my memory now. It has dominated only buy that one piece of art, which I never completely could turn my back on, which I never came closer to than 10 feet. I simply couldnât.ïżŒ
I am grateful for the reblog adding the additional information about this piece. It is helping me rework my memory of the experience of it, breaking it down into something else. Something manageable. ïżŒ






















