Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Pump, CAID, Detroit 2012


                 Inspired by recent motherhood, specifically how pumping overshadows the beauty and primal satisfaction of breast-feeding. Pumping meant freedom: freedom to leave the house for more than a couple of hours, to have a couple drinks and to sleep in. But it also meant sitting there for hours with tubes sticking out of you waiting for the magic liquid to come out. It was complete absurdity.







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