Honey Noon: "In Russia, females for centuries were oppressed, trapped, and the price of freedom was never obtainable. A camera lens was the only true way to reveal what most are afraid to discuss with 'taboo' subjects such as abuse, entrapment, overt sexuality, and nudity. This current series shows the post-abused period in women’s lives. Each model represents a tradition that proves happy life for a couple: Rose’s petals in the bouquets that men presents on a first date, rice that guests throw during a wedding in India, or bloody sheets that husbands have to show to the relatives after the first night with Chechnya. These are components of traditions that are still in our cultures and thoughts."
Anay Avoravu at a young age would travel abroad in search of clients and subjects that would satisfy her obsession with bringing reality to print. Unaccepted in Russia after traveling from Egypt to UAE and around the globe, she has found her home in Miami Beach and through her lens, creates visual art that exposes the world as it may exist behind closed doors, in dark allies, or even in plain sight. This artist describes her works as dark, ugly, and raw -- just as real abuse is. To her, it is not about what happened in the past, but how people carry it now.
This isn’t like fixing a Monet after someone has punched it. Horrible things are happening. My foremost thought is, “I want macaroni and cheese next time. I haven’t had it in years.” All of a sudden EMTs rush past with a man on a stretcher, his face covered in blood and bite marks. I scream something – in terror, I suppose. The last time I was so unsteady was probably when my mother died. I feel like any minute now I might look up and see her in the window of a plane
waving. A policewoman orders me to move along. And I was just about to ask, “What advice do you have for young people?” It was only a couple of days ago that some kids grabbed a classmate and persuaded him with fists and sticks and colorful arguments that one eye is enough.
"Are You Fucking Kidding Me?"
Groups of friends arrive on the hour every hour. A guard with the enflamed eyes of a drunk demands identification from them, but in a voice too faint to hear. You need to be patient at this stage. People don’t remember and sometimes I think they don’t even understand where they are. Cows roam around with butcher knives in their backs to make slaughtering easier. There are countless dead rabbits. A fly can't land on a fruit tree without first begging permission. So I just
sit here with my mouth open, I do, because I’m getting older now, and it’s hard work.
Howie Good is the author of The Loser's Guide to Street Fighting, winner of the 2017 Lorien Prize and forthcoming from Thoughtcrime Press, and Dangerous Acts Starring Unstable Elements, winner of the 2015 Press Americana Prize for Poetry.