
SHE Will Rise
My current series arose out of the decision of the Supreme Court to revoke a woman's right to autonomy over her own body and reproductive health and decisions. I was born in 1969, so for most of my life, I have taken for granted that my body was my own. In 1973, the American government agreed with me. Today, I am fifty-three years old. Abortion is no longer an issue for me, as my child-bearing years have passed. Nonetheless, with the stroke of a pen, four individuals took away the rights of 167,000,000 female citizens of this country. I went into a two-week-long panic attack after Roe v. Wade was overturned on June 24, 2022. Now, I pick up my brush. I lay paint across canvas. I save my sanity.
On June 24th, my good friend and talented author and poet, Cliff McClelland, reached out to me. He anticipated how emotional I would be over this decision and wanted to support me as an artist and a woman. He also wanted to express outrage over the Supreme Court’s decision but felt he had no right to weigh in as a man. After a long conversation about how we all must weigh in, stand up, be heard, and VOTE, he penned a fiery and powerful poem. It’s difficult to read because it’s composed of the language of the abuser and the abused. Yet, its unapologetic, in-your-face imagery of the allegorical rape of women's rights feels representative of the current landscape in America, the land of vanishing freedoms.
VENOM in the Ink
Breaking the CHAINS of Men
Work In Progress
Liberty