![]() their nudity also serves as a symbol of challenge to traditional family structures and relationships, or even as a representation of a certain degree of resistance. their completely naked state allows them to approach the issue, in a more private, personal, and honest manner. The mother and daughter hope to participate frankly and nakedly in the venue and talk to time. still, they seem lonely, lost, decadent, and dying.Ĭhimney of abandoned changzhou research trial center of coal research institute (established in 1978) ‘the ruins contain the temptation of death, but after all, they have not completely turned into mud’ ji jing and jia zhi share. in the images, the ruins are portrayed in a similar manner, as the products of time, proving the existence of a reality that passed. The photography collection explores the concepts of impermanence and transience of things in the world, under the force of time. for her, the ruins do not only reflect the changes of an entire era, but also a collection of real, intimate stories of several individuals. meanwhile, the daughter has developed a strong curiosity about stories on what happened, what caused people to leave, what happened to these people after leaving. for the mother, the old world whose existence is proved by the ruins happens to be the one she experienced personally. Ji jing and jia zhi are obsessed with the ruins for not exactly the same reason. One of the workshop of abandoned changzhou research trial center of coal research institute (established in 1978) the project intends to discuss the irresistible force of time with an unexpected, raw, yet beautiful approach. Sometimes I forget how long it’s been since I’ve showered.In an eye-catching photography series, mother and daughter, ji jing and jia zhi, capture themselves standing naked in front of abandoned, ruined sites of china.My diet plan when I’m home alone consists of only allowing myself to eat what my kids have left over or dropped on the floor.I’m like Velma from Scooby Doo without my glasses and they’re Gucci! You better believe I washed them off and put them right back on. I dropped my glasses in the toilet as I was helping my son clean up.If those aren’t bad enough for you here are a few hall of famers: Oh and once I went out in my dressy yoga pants and when I came home changed into my more comfortable hole in the crotch home yoga pants. Where did this weight come from! I looked so good in those pants yesterday! Oh, right I live my life in a deceiving yet flattering casing known as yoga pants. Of course on days when I have to go somewhere yoga pants aren’t appropriate and try squeezing into my jeans I’m shocked. I look fantastic in them and that secret stomach panel keeps everything where it should be like a set of bootleg Spanx. I know what you’re thinking and yes I really should get back to my 18% body fat pre kids shape, but until I have the time to spend two hours a day in the gym – again it isn’t happening. They’ve got to have the right cut, stretchy fabric, and some sort of stomach panel. I buy yoga pants with the precision and meticulous research normal people save for purchasing their first home. I know I’m not alone but I take yoga pants wearing to shameful new levels. Shameful? Maybe but I got some much needed sleep. ![]() She wasn’t carried away by a colony of ants in the middle of the night and I gave her a bath in the morning. I was exhausted and in no mood to endure the horrible shrill screams my daughter subjects me to during shampooing. I let my child sleep with some marshmallow fluff in her hair. Do I delay bedtime and wrangle two cranky kids into the tub alone, or go about my business as if nothing happened? That’s right. My two-year old daughter rubbed the marshmallow fluff into her hair like candy shampoo while my three-year old soon gleefully cheered her on.Īs I picked the large chunks out of her hair I checked the clock. They were seated and enjoying themselves so I seized the moment, left the room, and got to work on a pile of dishes. I thought it’d be super cute to make my children little mugs of hot chocolate with a dollop of marshmallow fluff on top after a few hours spent playing in the late autumn cold. Either way here are a few of my shameful mom confessions for your reading pleasure.
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