Food meets flesh. Wit meets form. I’m Hungry is Terry Hastings’ unapologetic feast of visual puns, surreal still lifes, and sculptural innuendo. Shot in Palm Springs at the start of a new chapter, this series strips away fear from nudity and replaces it with humor, precision, and theatrical clarity. Each image pairs everyday edibles with the human body—grayscale, composed, and always ready for plating.

From licorice bondage to citrus punchlines, toy cars to candlelit sausage, Hastings stages appetite as attitude. The body becomes buffet, canvas, and co-star. It’s not just erotic—it’s editorial. Not just cheeky—it’s choreographed. I’m Hungry invites viewers to laugh, linger, and savor the absurd elegance of a series that’s as nourishing as it is naughty.