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Bride not to be.

Evolution rush 

I hope to love my child 

1 in 8 women experience postpartum depression

baby blues 

how cute.

Healers in Covens convicted 

The fear of motherhood between four walls and a screen.

 

 

 

 

 

 



The family tree is out of focus. 

The roots have snuck out of the ground 

A tripping hazard left us all falling face first onto the ground.

The ground which now carries the love we have lost.

The ground dug out and placed above, forming another hill in this bleak landscape, the soil still wet, tragedy is damp and young.

It is raining, slippery and slanted, I regret wearing my high heeled boots.

The silence is thick in the forgotten village which now greets you again into its womb.

Like a shadow forming meaning, a raven descends to join us,

landing confidently above your grave.

We knew that was you

and I am glad to see you have moved onto other things, into other beautiful beings.

Your family blessed your grave with red wine, chocolates, childhood memories and sorrow. I felt a fraction of their pain and almost couldn't bear it. 

A sculpture of Babubo goddess and a short extract from a book, titled "the ugly duckling" was my offer. A book I planned to gift you this upcoming May.

You were the swan in a flock of ducks. 

You are now a swan sleeping at last,

I pray you are now dancing your way 

naked towards judgement 

loving freely and completely. 


yours,

all your love



A child is brought into this world, head first.

"An Ode to Labor Pains" dismissed.

King Louis had a peculiar fascination with watching his mistresses give birth.  He liked to observe the process from start to finish and grew frustrated when his view was obstructed.

Anti-gravity babies are born, pulled out by human force. The shift to hospitals was driven by doctors who saw birth as a medical event, not a natural one.

Like a herd of sheep 

we follow 

no questions asked 

laying upside down 

inverted, stripped of knowledge 

what is it to be a woman?

paralyzed from being skeptical.

what are our options

"it takes a village to raise a child"

where is this village?

 

 



Pulling all the strings 

quality of life

time for craft has been robbed

the time to create, construct and communicate with other means of communication 

music, strings, signs and symbols.

who is going to take on that role

of a modern day witch?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



EXPLORING FOUND IMAGERY AS AN INITIAL ORIGIN OF INSPIRATION. GENERATING OTHER MEDIUMS OF WORK FROM IT, IN THIS CASE POEMS. 

HOW CAN THE INFORMATION I EXTRACT FROM THESE IMAGES INFLUENCE A WORK WHICH IS NOT EXCLUSIVELY RELATED TO ONE ANOTHER. COMBINING PERSONAL AND EXTERNAL INFLUENCES TO CREATE STORIES TRIGGERED BY UNRELATED IMAGERY. 

SOURCING SPACE

 

WHAT NOW?


DUE TO HUMAN ERROR, OR IN OTHER WORDS EXCITEMENT, I CUT OUT THE IMAGES BEFORE NOTING DOWN THE EXACT REFERENCES OF EACH IMAGE USED. THIS COMPLETELY CONTRADICTS THE TOPIC ON THE ETHICS OF CREDITING. I FELT A RESTRICTION ON CREATING WHEN I PUT THE MAIN FOCUS ON SOURCING THE MATERIALS FOUND IN THE "CORRECT" WAY. I WANTED TO MOVE FORWARD BY GENERATING NEW WORK WHICH COMBINED FICTION AND FACT THROUGH POETRY AND IMAGERY. 


THESE PHOTOGRAPHY MAGAZINES ALSO MADE ME QUESTION HOW MUCH PURPOSE DOES EXACT CREDITING GIVE TO WORK PRODUCED AS WELL AS HOW SINCERE IS IT TO THE WORK AS IT EXISTS IN THE PRESENT TIMES. ADDITIONALLY HOW ETHICAL OR ACCURATE IS THE CREDITING ITSELF IN THESE PHOTOGRAPHS?

 

THE PEOPLE CREDITED ARE THE PHOTOGRAPHERS AND NOT THE PEOPLE PRESENT IN THE PHOTOS OR THE SITUATIONS CAPTURED. THERE IS A LIST OF DESCRIPTIONS AT THE BACK OF THE MAGAZINES, "DEFINING" THE PEOPLE, PLACES OR CIRCUMSTANCES OF THE IMAGES, BUT WHO IS THE AUTHOR OF THESE DESCRIPTIONS AND ARE THEY TRUTHFUL TO THE PEOPLE EXPOSED?

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