In honor of World Breastfeeding Week, I'll be sharing some of my favorite breastfeeding paintings this week, along with some photos and my own journey breastfeeding my two sons.
It's no secret that I love breastfeeding :D -- if you're familiar with my art, you know that many of the paintings I do feature mamas nursing their little ones. To me, there's nothing more beautiful than the intimate connection and bond between a mother and her child, and the breastfeeding relationship highlights this love.
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Showing posts with label breastfeeding. Show all posts
Monday, August 3, 2015
Saturday, March 7, 2015
SWEET GOLDEN DREAMS
Dreams of fairies and magical boat rides, wrapped in golden light and baby snuggles. Love paints pretty pictures in my eyes as I watch my little ones sleep.
I hold the paintbrush- love paints the pictures.
Friday, March 6, 2015
TWIN MAGIC
So much love and admiration for all the mamas who breastfeed multiples. I can only imagine the work of sharing your body with two little beings (or more!!)
Thursday, March 5, 2015
MAMA MERMAID
Long days of sun and sea, dreaming of rainbow mermaid mamas nursing their wee ones to sleep on a bed of waves. We look for treasures among the tide pools and I'm blown away by mother nature's creations. I want to make headband and belts out of the perfect little shells-- I bet they would make beautiful music as I walked. Sand and sun and sea. Sand and sun and sea. <3 <3 <3
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
<< NEW PIECES- NOVEMBER >>
With the holidays rapidly approaching, I haven't found much time to paint-- but these three goddess mamas were born last month.
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
WORLD BREASTFEEDING WEEK
In celebration of world breastfeeding week, I wanted to share some of my favorite breastfeeding photos from around the world. These pictures are a beautiful reminder that cultures around the world embrace breastfeeding openly. I look forward to the day that the same can be said about our culture. :)
Thursday, May 15, 2014
NEW PRINTS// MAY
A few new pieces, some of which will be coming to our Etsy shop soon.
I've been collaborating with Anni Daulter from Sacred Pregnancy to create a deck of meditation cards celebrating the 40 weeks of pregnancy. It's been so fun to have a base of inspiration to work from, and to watch ideas come to life, page after page. It also feels really good to have the pieces finally painted-- with only 5 weeks to go until my due date, I'm in full nesting mode and ready to focus on greeting our new little one.
Saturday, August 24, 2013
BARE BREASTS
Recently, Instagram removed the account of the beautiful Daughter of the Sun, for apparently having inappropriate images (read: pictures of her breastfeeding and of her beautiful daughter playing in her natural sate.)
I breastfed Tai until he was two and a half. At first, I was shy about feeding my baby in public and tried to cover up, so as not to offend anyone. I quickly learned that Tai hated being under a shawl or blanket when he was eating-- he preferred to look up at me and touch my face, or look around at his surroundings-- and who would blame him??So I ditched the nursing covers and steadied myself for any criticism that might come my way. No one ever said anything rude to me or asked me to cover up, thankfully. They did, however, get very uncomfortable. As soon as I would get Tai in a position to nurse, all eyes turned the other way. Conversations stopped abrubtly. People literally turned their backs to me. I felt invisible.
At first, I welcomed this "invisibility." I understood why people turned away-- I'd done the same thing when friends breastfed in front of me--in part to "protect" their privacy, but mostly because I was unaccustomed to seeing bare breasts and it made me uncomfortable.
When Tai was six months old, we traveled to Peru, and from the moment we stepped on the plane in Miami, I felt an enormous shift in how I was treated while breastfeeding. After an hour of waiting on the tarmac, Tai was beginning to get fussy and tired, so I put him to my breast. To my surprise, one of the Peruvian flight attendants walked past and began stroking Tai's hair and playing with his little hand. Loving the attention, Tai smiled up at her, leaving my breast completely exposed. My first reaction was to pull my tshirt down and stop feeding. No one had ever interacted with Tai while he was nursing, and it caught me by surprise. But I realized that this woman, probably a mother herself, was not at all uncomfortable watching me breastfeed. I took a deep breath, Tai latched back on, and exchanging a few friendly words, the flight attendant continued on her way.
That interaction set the tone for the rest of the trip. I gained the confidence to nurse Tai freely wherever and whenever, and I was never given the "invisible" treatment I was so used to at home. Men, women, even teenage boys, would talk to me and Tai while he fed. They would gently ruffle his hair or tickle his toes while he was at my breast, and would maintain eye contact with the both of us. No one cut conversations short when I lifted my shirt to feed, nor did they turn their back to us. Breastfeeding was treated the same as bottle feeding-- I didn't feel shamed or embarrassed that I was somehow offending people with my bare breast.
Back at home, I still received the invisible treatment while breastfeeding Tai in public and it became even more pronounced the older he got. Being in Peru, however, had given me the confidence to nurse without shame. It had reminded me that my breasts weren't really the issue at all-- our culture's hyper-sexualization of the female body was the problem, and the reason that people felt so uncomfortable around me breastfeeding.
It's frustrating and depressing to me that anyone would flag one of Daughter of the Sun's pictures as being inappropriate-- she has one of the most natural, beautiful, inspiring feeds I've ever seen. And yet, I'm not surprised. We must come together as mothers and women and stand up for our right to feed our babies as we wish-- to let them play free and naked in nature without being labeled as "inappropriate" or "offensive."
Thank you Daughter of the Sun for your inspiration and beauty!! I know you will continue to awe and inspire us from another platform. It's Instagram's loss....
I breastfed Tai until he was two and a half. At first, I was shy about feeding my baby in public and tried to cover up, so as not to offend anyone. I quickly learned that Tai hated being under a shawl or blanket when he was eating-- he preferred to look up at me and touch my face, or look around at his surroundings-- and who would blame him??So I ditched the nursing covers and steadied myself for any criticism that might come my way. No one ever said anything rude to me or asked me to cover up, thankfully. They did, however, get very uncomfortable. As soon as I would get Tai in a position to nurse, all eyes turned the other way. Conversations stopped abrubtly. People literally turned their backs to me. I felt invisible.
At first, I welcomed this "invisibility." I understood why people turned away-- I'd done the same thing when friends breastfed in front of me--in part to "protect" their privacy, but mostly because I was unaccustomed to seeing bare breasts and it made me uncomfortable.
When Tai was six months old, we traveled to Peru, and from the moment we stepped on the plane in Miami, I felt an enormous shift in how I was treated while breastfeeding. After an hour of waiting on the tarmac, Tai was beginning to get fussy and tired, so I put him to my breast. To my surprise, one of the Peruvian flight attendants walked past and began stroking Tai's hair and playing with his little hand. Loving the attention, Tai smiled up at her, leaving my breast completely exposed. My first reaction was to pull my tshirt down and stop feeding. No one had ever interacted with Tai while he was nursing, and it caught me by surprise. But I realized that this woman, probably a mother herself, was not at all uncomfortable watching me breastfeed. I took a deep breath, Tai latched back on, and exchanging a few friendly words, the flight attendant continued on her way.
That interaction set the tone for the rest of the trip. I gained the confidence to nurse Tai freely wherever and whenever, and I was never given the "invisible" treatment I was so used to at home. Men, women, even teenage boys, would talk to me and Tai while he fed. They would gently ruffle his hair or tickle his toes while he was at my breast, and would maintain eye contact with the both of us. No one cut conversations short when I lifted my shirt to feed, nor did they turn their back to us. Breastfeeding was treated the same as bottle feeding-- I didn't feel shamed or embarrassed that I was somehow offending people with my bare breast.
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| Nursing Tai on the beach in Peru |
It's frustrating and depressing to me that anyone would flag one of Daughter of the Sun's pictures as being inappropriate-- she has one of the most natural, beautiful, inspiring feeds I've ever seen. And yet, I'm not surprised. We must come together as mothers and women and stand up for our right to feed our babies as we wish-- to let them play free and naked in nature without being labeled as "inappropriate" or "offensive."
Thank you Daughter of the Sun for your inspiration and beauty!! I know you will continue to awe and inspire us from another platform. It's Instagram's loss....
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