Hello Hive community!!
Almost 2021 has ended, how was your year? Hope it was awsome.
Following the two previous posts, this time is a picture i took and let me thinking for a while...
Embroidery on blanket. There were five of them, all represents the solitude of the womens and the mothers in different contexts.
Upper left is a woman breatsfeeding, the blue oval could be the tears of the solitude or the feeling blue, probably she likes the feeling of being there with her child, but... it was a desired child? Is there support for her? Reference for feeling blue here
Upper right says "mothering mother are fighting too" in the sense that the fight for equity, their rights and respect for her choices in life and in her body, some of them having childs without their consent, not for that stop fighting for what is correct and for the ones coming behind.
Bottom left says "the punk is not dead, are the moms" making a similar reference of the previous in the sense of some ideologies around punk subculture, like concern of individual freedom, change the predominant system and non conformism.
Bottom right a woman breastfeeding two childrens, she look alone, but the facial expresion is like "i can handle this", contrasting with the nakedness of all, probably in a sense of purity or in the sense of "we are all alone, don't have nothing at all", both senses are present in some regions of the country, the single mother that takes the children and looks for ways for taking care of them in the abscense of a husband, family or friends that support her, maybe sound like a warrior, but lot of suffering around, happy histories after that are very rare.
Last but not least, the central picture with a very coloquial phrase that would be something like "If I find it, what?" that is used by mothers when the kids fails to found an object, but mothers always know where to find it, after that, flying flip flops incoming... sadly, in this central image, the mothers are using shovels, they are diggin in the literal search for the bodies of their disapeared daughters or sons. Maybe you have heard of a movie/documental that narrates the life of Marisela Escobedo, a woman who lost her daughter, the police were not supporting, the politics were just saying "probably she was with the wrong persons"... Marisela embrace her self for the search of her daughter, and discovered multiple bodies in the desert, discoveder lot of corruption and bring to light a suspects for the dissapear of her daughter, the end is not a happy one, she was murdered, but the eyes are now most aware of this problem. Reference here
I feel very sad after realizing what these embroidery on blanket mean, having a lovely mother and a marvelous grandmother and thinking what they have passed in these years, all they have to fight for making all of us stay healty and with plans for tomorrow different of "hope tomorrow we can eat something".
All woman are fighters in different contexts, i don't have any doubt.
