In many cultural and social spaces, its considered taboo for women to express anger. It is often seen as inappropriate or contrary to  the expectations of femininity. We're conditioned to preserve harmony at the expense of our own discomfort, taught to suppress disruption in favor of composure. Having grown up with a spiritual lens, I often encountered the narrative that we must remain calm and centered at all times. But anger, like any other emotion, is a natural component of life. It symbolizes displeasure for circumstances and highlights an opportunity for change It is not just reaction—it is a story.

I’ve come to view anger as a necessary component—one that carries the potential for action and transformation. It’s not necessarily something to fear or bury, but a tool to better shape and understand ourselves.

For this piece, I created a table filled with glass jars, each containing a sealing solution. When a jar is shattered, the solution reacts—solidifying and preserving the broken pieces. Over time, the shards become a kind of stained glass window: a fractured but beautiful lens through which to redefine the power anger can harbor.

In a world marked by escalating conflict and emotional suppression, we must find new ways to listen and share—to hold space for hurt in service to ourselves and to each other—with more intention and more care.

This piece is a visual embodiment of suppressed anger: what it feels like when a voice is silenced but the emotion lingers, waiting to be seen, heard, and honored.