WAR SHROUDS

“War has a gender,” Virginia Woolf wrote in Three Guineas, revealing war as a system rooted in and perpetuated by patriarchy. War Shrouds continues this feminist lineage, confronting the disproportionate burden of war: its displacements, its silences, and its unseen toll on women and children.

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Crocheted baby blankets, domestic symbols of care, are reappropriated into baby body bags. Each blanket carries the hopes and dreams of the child it was made for, often hand-crocheted by relatives as an act of love and devotion. By turning these artifacts of feminine care into shrouds, the work exposes the violence that pierces the most intimate acts of nurture. The gesture is intentional, not sentimental. It folds comfort into loss, showing how war unravels the structures of home and care.

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Seen together, the works resist abstraction. Each piece bears witness to the fragility of life and the abrupt, violent end of innumerable potential futures. By reclaiming the language of craft, War Shrouds does not aestheticize suffering; it demands recognition. What remains is an unrelenting critique of the political, cultural, and patriarchal structures that normalize and obscure such loss.