Anger Into Art

When we turn parts of our environment into works of art, we reframe ourselves, our eyes adjust, and we shift into a wider, deeper consciousness sensitive to new environments, new solutions, and new ways of healing.

On June 24, 2022, the U.S. Supreme Court overturned Roe v. Wade, declaring that the constitutional right to an abortion no longer applies. The decision left the legality of abortions to state governments, some of which have already announced complete bans.

In this exhibition, artists across the US express rage while showing solidarity and strength in the fight for reproductive rights. Each image is layered with cultural symbols, expressive marks, subconscious impulses and metaconsciouse drives that help us internalize the magnitude of this moment.

- David Titterington, Kansas City, MO, August 2, 2022

Artists Lora Jost Shot, pencil and red pen (cover, 2) Worry, pencil (10, 11) Toppled, pencil and red pen (12)

DeAnna Skedel So tired. Another man. Japanese maple eco print on watercolor paper with analogue collage (3) Rage. Highland park. They were there. Japanese maple eco print on watercolor paper with analogue collage (5)

Ryan Walraven Descending toward the face of the water (4) The News Cycle, digital (9)

Patricia Gerbic Untitled (6, 7) Josh Robinson Beneath the Fairytale, oil and oil stick on canvas (8) Lauren Kirby Untitled (13, 14) Kathi Fair I am woman hear me roar, in numbers too big to ignore, unfired clay, (15)

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I’m a breaking cloud, bloated with mist and shadow, sinking like a burdened zeppelin, dragging in the air, with the sea rushing at my face.

The radio static of the surf Is not enough.

I long for cold water, the quietude of depth, But I’m pushed by warm wind That spites the same dry valleys where I was born.

I can see my face on the surface, pale and puffy, growing larger amid the ripples as I slide down past the auburn cliffs.

Soon the waves and I will meet, soon the words on the wind will fall away, and I will be absorbed, aswirl in the sunken depths, where finally I can forget what it was to be a cloud and rain upon the darkened lands.

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