AvaRage
$ 40.00
They never expected the quiet parts to scream.
For centuries, the womb was treated like a vessel — sacred when convenient, cursed when not. Its owners were praised for bearing life, then punished for daring to control it. But something shifted. The silence broke.
From deep within, rage curled itself into shape — not soft, not maternal, but sharp. Not a cradle, but a clenched fist. A middle finger aimed squarely at the lawmakers, the judges, the zealots who believe control equals care.
AvaRage is not just anatomy. It’s defiance coded in blood and cells. It’s the scream behind every “no” turned into policy. It’s a war cry from generations who have bled, birthed, aborted, miscarried, and survived — only to be told again that they do not own themselves.
This piece isn’t meant to be pretty. It’s meant to be honest. Messy. Loud. It is a uterus that flips the world off, ovaries that refuse obedience, and a message carved from pain: We are done asking for permission.
AvaRage is not an invitation.
It’s a warning.
Materials: Acrylic on Canvas
Year: 2022
Dimensions: Height 8″ x Width 10″ x Depth 1.5″
In stock
AvaRage
$ 40.00
They never expected the quiet parts to scream.
For centuries, the womb was treated like a vessel — sacred when convenient, cursed when not. Its owners were praised for bearing life, then punished for daring to control it. But something shifted. The silence broke.
From deep within, rage curled itself into shape — not soft, not maternal, but sharp. Not a cradle, but a clenched fist. A middle finger aimed squarely at the lawmakers, the judges, the zealots who believe control equals care.
AvaRage is not just anatomy. It’s defiance coded in blood and cells. It’s the scream behind every “no” turned into policy. It’s a war cry from generations who have bled, birthed, aborted, miscarried, and survived — only to be told again that they do not own themselves.
This piece isn’t meant to be pretty. It’s meant to be honest. Messy. Loud. It is a uterus that flips the world off, ovaries that refuse obedience, and a message carved from pain: We are done asking for permission.
AvaRage is not an invitation.
It’s a warning.
Materials: Acrylic on Canvas
Year: 2022
Dimensions: Height 8″ x Width 10″ x Depth 1.5″
In stock