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By isa_rus
By isa_rus
Today, a butterfly came flying through the open window as the baby was napping. Then she sat near the window and did not move anymore so I put a glass over her to take her out myself. For a second, I thought of keeping her there, just for my amusement, just to look at her in her glass prison. Just so she could keep me company as I cleaned and breastfed and cooked.
I then felt guilty. I wished this for so long, I tried for many years and now that I have it, I feel claustrophobic.
Why? Maybe I'm not meant for this? Do others feel as I do?
I took the butterfly out and let her fly.
License: Primary NFT holder is free to use this photo for display privately and in groups, including virtual galleries as long as creator is credited. Provides no right to create commercial merchandise, distribution or derivate works. Copyright remains with the creator.
This collection is a love poem to life. It is part of the documentation where I tell the story of my transition into motherhood during the Covid-19 pandemic. I focus on the details and poetry of the day to day, and I aim to express the vulnerability and loneliness that early motherhood means, especially during the lockdown time. The descriptions are translated from my diary, originally written in Spanish.
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By isa_rus
By isa_rus
Today, a butterfly came flying through the open window as the baby was napping. Then she sat near the window and did not move anymore so I put a glass over her to take her out myself. For a second, I thought of keeping her there, just for my amusement, just to look at her in her glass prison. Just so she could keep me company as I cleaned and breastfed and cooked.
I then felt guilty. I wished this for so long, I tried for many years and now that I have it, I feel claustrophobic.
Why? Maybe I'm not meant for this? Do others feel as I do?
I took the butterfly out and let her fly.
License: Primary NFT holder is free to use this photo for display privately and in groups, including virtual galleries as long as creator is credited. Provides no right to create commercial merchandise, distribution or derivate works. Copyright remains with the creator.
This collection is a love poem to life. It is part of the documentation where I tell the story of my transition into motherhood during the Covid-19 pandemic. I focus on the details and poetry of the day to day, and I aim to express the vulnerability and loneliness that early motherhood means, especially during the lockdown time. The descriptions are translated from my diary, originally written in Spanish.
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