Anxiety is present, now more than ever when existing as a woman today in America. Each decision, no matter how small, becomes a question of survival in a culture that has long decided our worth lies in subjugation. Will every decision I make still somehow lead me to forms of oppression in a system that truly does not care if I live or die? Will the choices I make matter in building a life for myself that won’t make my daughters and granddaughters pay for their peace with the servitude of their bodies and minds?
Within this oppression, I find a singular act of resistance and comfort in the practice and cultivation of fantasy. Fantasy is integral to the ability for us to make peace and balance with the existing energies, both within ourselves and the outer world, and to heal the pain, trauma, and limitations we have experienced personally or been handed down through relentless cycles of generational patterns.
This series explores the juxtaposition of fantasy and anxiety, presenting them as opposing yet interconnected forces. Anxiety, often silenced and repressed, becomes a powerful narrative tool forcing us to confront the unspoken. The voice of fear, and terror, and pain of the unknown has been given to us to create stories and narratives more powerful than we could conceive without it.. It is through this intuition despite oppression, anxiety, fear, and pain that women have survived and found the power to tell their stories for centuries.
Through layered compositions, surreal color palettes, distorted forms, and inverted iconography these images reflect the fragmented self, caught between internal and external chaos. Each piece serves as a meditation on femininity, survival, and the generational trauma carried by women who have long shouldered the burden of healing broken systems. Through fantasy, I seek not only to confront this reality but to imagine a world beyond it.
This is for all the women who were told they were too much.
All the women who were told they weren’t enough.
To the women whose governments censor their bodies and their freedoms.
The women that were told they needed a pussy to be a woman.
The women that were told that they had to be masculine if they were a feminist.
The girls who grew up in a world where they were told “your body my choice”.
The women who were told they were property, or “household objects”.
The women who have been assaulted, imprisoned, oppressed and murdered just for existing.
