"I consider how much visual noise I consume. I’m going to diet when I get home. If I am my own reference, I am also my own authority. I do not need to outsource intuition." This will heal me! So relatable, so intuitive. Exactly what I needed to hear. This post is a treasure, so many riches to unearthed and discovered. Thank you for sharing from your loot.
Thank you, Sasha. I am moved to tears, inspired, and grateful for your honest words. I am definitely at a stage of life with big kids and looking back as to what the meaning is. I’m not sure I will really ever figure that out. I am at least encouraged to keep going. Thank you.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read it! Meaning is slippery, sometimes even when we think we’ve caught it, it slips out of our hands. I’m wading those waters with you.
Thank you so much for sharing all this. It is a treasure. It is the sharing all mothers need more of. I need it. You are so generous. You are so inspiring. Respect and love!
Fucking raw. Thanks for sharing Sasha. I have so much to say and so much to ask and so much much much I’d like to ponder on with you. This will suffice for today. I will re-read this again tonight and try to absorb another layer. I can feel your heart here. It is a good heart. X
And yet, you and Sharday did it, and I am lit by your bravery.
I had a nursing unit manager who used to show up at 7am and ‘observe’ us for 15 mins every day and provide ‘feedback’ that was always fucking brutal. My heart would ache. She wanted us to be the best god dam nurses we could be. One day I asked her to stop criticising me, she said “think about it like this, when I’m walking towards you and you know I’m going to give you feedback, you know that interaction is going to lead to you being a better nurse- even if it hurts”. She was right. I love hardcore feedback now, even when it bloody hurts. My god it hurts sometimes.
Ugh yes. Yes. Chico was a great place to be vulnerable, but that didn’t make it easy. For the most part I feel my work was held with kindness and care, but when it’s so so deeply personal, god any kind of feedback feels painful. But I will be better photographer hereafter, and god I will trust myself.
I felt like I was reading a thriller. I was so invested and heartbroken and proud. I raged at MSD’s comment. What a fucking feat, to show up, to show up, to show up. Will they ever understand what it actually takes to make work, alongside the artistic practice of being a mother. What it takes to show up in the world, a world devoid of a true honouring of the mother, and try to play The Game.
Thanks! Yeah I was way too in my head. I still have so much to say about Chico as it was such a powerful experience, but time will show me where the meaning lies.
"I consider how much visual noise I consume. I’m going to diet when I get home. If I am my own reference, I am also my own authority. I do not need to outsource intuition." This will heal me! So relatable, so intuitive. Exactly what I needed to hear. This post is a treasure, so many riches to unearthed and discovered. Thank you for sharing from your loot.
You are so welcome. And thank you so reading❤️❤️❤️
Thank you, Sasha. I am moved to tears, inspired, and grateful for your honest words. I am definitely at a stage of life with big kids and looking back as to what the meaning is. I’m not sure I will really ever figure that out. I am at least encouraged to keep going. Thank you.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read it! Meaning is slippery, sometimes even when we think we’ve caught it, it slips out of our hands. I’m wading those waters with you.
Yes, for sure!
Thank you so much for sharing all this. It is a treasure. It is the sharing all mothers need more of. I need it. You are so generous. You are so inspiring. Respect and love!
Thank you so much friend❤️
Fucking raw. Thanks for sharing Sasha. I have so much to say and so much to ask and so much much much I’d like to ponder on with you. This will suffice for today. I will re-read this again tonight and try to absorb another layer. I can feel your heart here. It is a good heart. X
😭thank you so much for reading it friend. I’m still processing it. There is so much to process. But I would love to chat more about it, anytime❤️
And yet, you and Sharday did it, and I am lit by your bravery.
I had a nursing unit manager who used to show up at 7am and ‘observe’ us for 15 mins every day and provide ‘feedback’ that was always fucking brutal. My heart would ache. She wanted us to be the best god dam nurses we could be. One day I asked her to stop criticising me, she said “think about it like this, when I’m walking towards you and you know I’m going to give you feedback, you know that interaction is going to lead to you being a better nurse- even if it hurts”. She was right. I love hardcore feedback now, even when it bloody hurts. My god it hurts sometimes.
I hope I get to see you book one day xxx
Ugh yes. Yes. Chico was a great place to be vulnerable, but that didn’t make it easy. For the most part I feel my work was held with kindness and care, but when it’s so so deeply personal, god any kind of feedback feels painful. But I will be better photographer hereafter, and god I will trust myself.
I felt like I was reading a thriller. I was so invested and heartbroken and proud. I raged at MSD’s comment. What a fucking feat, to show up, to show up, to show up. Will they ever understand what it actually takes to make work, alongside the artistic practice of being a mother. What it takes to show up in the world, a world devoid of a true honouring of the mother, and try to play The Game.
Excellent read! I feel you on getting out of our own heads.
Thanks! Yeah I was way too in my head. I still have so much to say about Chico as it was such a powerful experience, but time will show me where the meaning lies.