Shapes of Motherhood
'It's not that my body is suddenly flawed or un- beautiful..
it's just that I don't know how it's supposed to look anymore.'
I found I was constantly critising myself and my mothering body..
for the lines that spread across my entire belly and hips,
for my round soft tummy that separated and stretched during the first pregnancy, let alone the second and third,
for the clothes that didn't fit 'right,'
for my skin showing signs of being thirty year old skin instead of twenty year old skin
and for my tired looking eyes
And I realised that most other women I know are having those very same conversations with themselves.
And so I embarked upon a series of work that sought to celebrate every mother, her beautiful body and her unique story...
Through intimate and truthful images,
that don't shy away from the struggles and that revere each whole and unique woman.
And as I did, I saw women bloom and flourish before my eyes...
it's the most glorious thing to witness.
It would seem that in fact most women aren't yearning for a perfect body.
They just want to be truly seen.
They want their voices and their stories heard.
They want to step back from the intensities of their roles and see themselves,
as mothers and as women.
I truly believe we need more honest images of real women in our lives and in our world.