ANTHROPOLOGY OF MOTHERHOOD
 
 

ANTHROPOLOGY of MOTHERHOOD

 
 

 

Anthropology of Motherhood features works of art and design that engage in the complex visual, material, emotional, corporeal, and lived experiences of motherhood, caregiving, parenting, nurturing and maternal labor.

 
 

It’s Chaos, but It’s Ours, Devin Ashmore
Photography, 2021

An ongoing, intimate work documenting my navigation of  motherhood and womanhood. It’s Chaos, but it’s Ours, explores themes of the lived experience of motherhood; loss of identity, connection, grief, mental wellness, expectations, the wide range of human emotions , unconditional love, and overwhelm.

Devin documents the “mess” of her life to break away from the attached anxiety and expectations that her house must be clean before she creates/ relaxes. Using the camera as a medium to surrender into the present, perspective shifts and chaos transforms into beauty. We zero into the intricacies of shared space with children through the Objects of mother and daughter. They merge to create a story of life lived and harmony found in the surrender of chaos. 

 

Mother Earth, Mãe Terra,
Leonor Brazao
Art, Video and Poetry, 2020

A tribute to the indigenous people

My artwork is a clear expression and reflection of my personal life experience. The bold and confident lines that form my images express symbolically a search for essence of life and reveal the profound influences of my Portuguese and Brazilian heritage. In this video I am inspired by the Brazilian indigenous.

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36, Crystal Ann Brown

36, Crystal Ann Brown

 

36, Crystal Ann Brown
Bristol, gouache, colored pencil, pen, fabric and thread, 80” X 40”, 2020

This project explores shifting identities caused by mothering and aging. The project was created a few weeks before my 36th birthday in 2020 and consists of 36 self-portraits drawn by using the blind contour technique. My kids were invited to color and paint on top of the portraits along with me. As I have aged, I have changed many times and, in many ways, but nothing like the change I experienced as a mother. My whole identity has been altered by my relationship with my children. The way I see myself has changed. The way others see me and especially how my kids see me as I age along with them.

 
 
 
Mother Cycle, Franziska Burkhardt, 2015

Mother Cycle, Franziska Burkhardt, 2015

Recurrently, I notice how little (cis) girls and (cis) women know their bodies and how seldom people talk about women's bodies, let alone their cycle and the associated sensitivities. With my motherhood I understood for the first time how my cycle works, learned to name my sexual organs correctly, read feminist literature about the "origin of the world" (Liv Strömquist). But why did it all take so long? We need to show more about it, to talk and above all to listen.

Mother Cycle, Mutterrollen, fruit of fertility, Symbols of Motherhood
Franziska Burkhardt
Photography, 2014-2016

Who or what am I as a mother? Am I only a copy of old traditional mother images? Do I want to live that way? No! I want to question, reflect and deal with it critically, that's why I take pictures!!!

Mutterrollen, Franziska Burkhardt, 2014

 

fruit of fertility, Franziska Burkhardt, 2016

Since ancient times, the pomegranate with its many seeds has been considered a symbol of fertility, love and happiness. Both on a medical and political level, the fertility of a cis woman is placed on a throne. At the same time the woman is reduced to this "achievement". There is a fertility myth that has been cultivated for ages to preserve what has always been there. But in many ways there has been a rethinking among women: More and more they decide not to have children because they simply don't want any - and they talk (more openly) about it. At the same time, in current discourses it is becoming more and more visible that being born with vulva and uterus does not necessarily mean being a "woman" or having children.

Symbols of Motherhood, Franziska Burkhardt, 2015-2016

 
 
 
 
 

Cactus Spoon, gwen charles
Video, 2021

This is a new video work about caregiving for a sick child.
Looking at the tasks of grooming, I have been mimicking the motions of caretaking and caregiving in the natural environment in this series of performances and videos where plants become stands-ins for the person being cared for. If we conceptualize the Earth as a body, I am also grooming the earth. Caretaking becomes earth care, community care and in turn, self-care.

Petting a spiny cactus feels very close to my caregiving experience lately. A prickly patient who wants to be cared for but bristles at the slightest offense. Still I care for the prickly patient, and consider the metaphor of being like a cactus: its protective exterior protects its soft storage of water inside, it has great endurance and strength to survive in new environments and situations. And the cactus is adaptable and strong. A reminder that we will endure and survive through the difficult seasons of our life.

 
 

Worry Stones, Oreen Cohen and Daeora ESH Cohen
Air Dry Clay, my Breastmilk encased in glass and wooden frame, 2021

Slabs of air dry clay hardened and then softened by my body. I massaged, scraped, scratched and rubbed crevices into the stone- releasing my worries through pregnancy and after. When I was in labor, I squeezed a “squishy” you my niece gave me- this expression of fear and pain allowed my body to cope with pain. 

For this artwork, I collaborated with my three month older daughter, Daeora to create her own set of worry stones. They say you can tell what your baby needs through their hands- clenched means they are hungry - relaxed means they are full. She has always clenched my fingers since she was born- for safety and comfort. Through this exploration, we have both learning about our bodies-  these small keepsakes become a relic of our bodies efforts. 

 
 
 

Dark Matter, Nancy Lewis-Shell

Dark Matter, Nancy Lewis-Shell
Acrylic on canvas, 20.5" x 26.5", 2021

Dark Matter explores what is really going on in the dark matter of the universe. The dark matter makes up 90 percent of the universe and the lighted matter - the things we can see with our eyes - makes only make up a small fraction of what’s out there (the visible stars and planets). What is happening inside of that dark matter? The artist imaged it - is inhabited creator goddess force. The artist’s image of is a goddess, an image of all women, the feminine energy power hidden from view. The goddess of the Dark Matter is the one who creates the thoughts to be manifested in the light and physical world so we can see them. The Dark Matter goddess is holding a baby inside of an orb. This baby is to give birth to: new ideas, new inventions, new relationships, and of course, is new life. She represents the season of spring. The water pouring from the orb and through her hand is the amniotic fluid from the birth of this child that originated in the primordial waters from which all life is formed by the Creator.

 
 
 

Frida 2, Deborah Lieberman

 

Frida 2, Deborah Lieberman
Acrylic on a printed version of artist’s mixed media collage, 2021

As an artist, my body of work focuses on women’s rights, empowerment, injustice, and the human struggle. In my collages, I use a variety of materials, textures, and color to represent the complexities of life. I like to connect my vision and voice with the things that are going on in the world.

 
 
 
 
 

Ultima Thule, Stiliyana Minkovska
Alternative Childbirth Environment Designed Space, 2020

Ultima Thule is a project that interrogates the design landscape of childbirth within a hospital setting. The term Ultima Thule is derived from a Latin phrase meaning ‘a distant unknown region’ or ‘beyond the known world’.

My own voyage into motherhood came into focus during childbirth, when physical sensations gave way to an interstellar experience. As my body lay supine on the delivery table, my mind became fluid, and I found respite through exploring the farthest imaginable place: Ultima Thule. This work captures my position as a designer and architect, but also as a mother who felt like a medical object during the birth of my daughter Stelena. These designs address the challenges that I experienced at that time. Through the project, I recognise that birth is not a universal or monolithic experience, hence the flexible nature of the designs that I am proposing.

Ultima Thule presents an alternative to the hospital birthing environment – a space that I feel has been designed to allow for certain harmful procedures and techniques. My research reimagines the technological and institutional elements of childbirth, and instead proposes a sanctuary-like environment for mother and child. In this space, the mother has greater control of delivery and reproductive health. Here, they can embody multiple roles, including that of parent, but also of partner.

Today, birth centres, labour wards, operating theatres and home environments seemingly aim for a nonclinical appearance to provide a calm setting for the expectant mother. During the primal period – which includes the foetal life, birth and a year after birth-giving – it is crucial for parent and baby to be in secure, private and human-centred surroundings.

Current hospital settings are devoid of many qualities that medical researchers have deemed necessary, such as privacy, sanctuary and comfort. Although they have developed techniques to hide the presence of technology and equipment, the spatial quality is not warm, womb-like, soft or female-centred. During my pregnancy, I yearned for a calm space, with a carefully chosen colour and lighting palette. I wanted to limit distraction and foreign stimulation, since researchers have demonstrated that doing so can lead to more melatonin discharge – otherwise known as ‘the darkness hormone’. This hormone works along with oxytocin to assist labour and delivery, and to reduce neocortical activity, which is key to physiological pain-reduction during labour.

While some women value giving birth in an open space where medical professionals are on standby, others value privacy. Through Ultima Thule, I have created a space that caters to this latter group. I have reduced direct lighting and encouraged warmer colours and materials. It is also crucial for the mother not to be cold, as warmth induces the release of oxytocin.

Ultima Thule provides a place where the mother and the baby can be together as one entity – their closeness remains for as long as they desire. Although some value the clinical nature of the hospital setting, where technology and medical devices have a strong presence, I have designed an alternative space that prioritises material softness for those who desire it. This spatial quality reflects the womb, with its atmospheric and cosmic merit.

 
 
 

The Trap of Dualism, Dafna Rehavia

The Trap of Dualism, Dafna Rehavia
Menstrual pads hanging on nails, 2016

In The Trap of Dualism, I present a simple white innocent dress that is made of menstrual pads; just a hint of bodily blood, the biological mechanism for creating new life. The simple innocent dress is hanging on nails, just a hint of struggle to keep up with the inherited role of motherhood trapped between biological perception and cultural expectations.

The Trap of Dualism, Dafna Rehavia

The Trap of Dualism, Dafna Rehavia

 
 
 
 

Sheela Na Gig Shed for Kate, Suzanne Schireson

Sheela Na Gig Shed for Kate, Suzanne Schireson
Oil on paper, 30”x 22”, 2020

A dream of solitary space is contradictory in this moment. In quarantine mothers occupy more time with those they care for, making flashes of solitude particularly rare. Each of my paintings begin as a dedication to a mother/artist I admire, and I invent a studio space for her.

Stacy the Welder, Suzanne Schireson

Stacy the Welder, Suzanne Schireson
Oil on paper, 30”x 22”, 2020


 
 

S(N)eeds, Megan Shope

S(N)eeds, Megan Shope
Mixed Media on panel, 15”x 22”, 2021

I originally titled this piece ‘Parenting Uphill in a Global Pandemic’. There are days when parenting in this season feels like trying to push a boulder uphill while not getting crushed myself. This piece examines the seasons of parenting in this pandemic. In March of 2020, I felt like there was this super expansive opportunity and I was at the bottom looking up at all of the plans, desires, and time that we had together. I was determined to make the most of it, especially as we were about to welcome a new baby girl to our family of Mom, Dad and two boys 11,12 yrs old. I had plans and opportunities and desires before she came- to be more present, to use this unexpected time together well, to focus on the good and not panic in the face of having a baby in a global pandemic and navigating my husband’s covid layoff.  It often felt like the expanse was so high and wide that I was easily overwhelmed. She wasn’t even here and I was already exhausted - trying to show up for my boys. But then the pendulum would swing again- it  was spring, the sun was shining, and I could do this! I stopped working my part time gig the week the schools closed and stayed home virtual schooling my boys and desperately trying to steal a few moments for myself in my studio as we prepared to welcome baby. 

This was/is my first time being at home and I so desperately wanted to embrace the time, experience it fully, and be present as they grow into adolescence in a way I hadn’t been able to in previous seasons of parenting. I longed to prepare the ground in a new way for all of us, that we might grow well. Now, as I look back on the last year, I have found that I have experienced so many feelings- all of the seasons of sun and lightness, dark clouds gathering, and then a parting - sometimes moments after a storm. There have been moments of surprise beauty and release, and times of feeling stuck and hopeless. It’s a bit like a pinball machine- we’re all rolling around here- bumping into each other and our feelings, trying to make our way, uncertain where we will land, as if we are seeds, falling down to the ground, encountering so much as we fall and flow and work to plant ourselves where we can grow. I try to prioritize what I need- sunshine, movement, making, community, beauty- those little glimpses of hope. And, I am often exhausted by navigating the needs of both our new baby and my now teen and tween boys. There are days it feels like I cannot possibly manage all of her physical needs, and also hold space for them; think about what they need to grow into compassionate humans in the world. There are days I’m washing the endless stream of diapers while processing conversations about internet safety and objectification with my boys. I read articles on my phone while nursing at 3am on the teen brain and puberty and then tab back to how to relieve a clogged milk duct naturally. 

This year of virtual school and a new baby has brought many beautiful opportunities for them to connect with their new sister, and there are days when it feels like it is tearing me apart 10 months into a baby who has never slept more than 3.5 hours at a time. It feels like pressure, heaviness, so much exhaustion- and then the wind shifts and there’s a stream of sun. I see the girlie giggle and reach for her brothers and I know there is good here. I feel both deep in the guts of my being- the pressure and the good.  I protect myself- remembering what makes me “me”, and I roll uphill. I prepare the soil- knowing in the deep dark, fertile ground I am preparing a way for my children, even in the uncertainty. As I meet their needs and teach them to meet their own needs, they will grow sure and strong. 

Maybe so will I. 

 
 

Unsure, Suomo Snook

Unsure, Suomo Snook
Acrylic on canvas, 2021

Despite what I was taught, I am not what I do nor how well I do it. But the pressure of “what next” nevertheless leaves me feeling uprooted and disconnected. I imagine the mother feels this way too: Unsure, but fiercely loving and protecting the most vulnerable parts of herself.

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Pittsburgh Born Photography

 

Kate Csallner of Pittsburgh Born Photography
Photography, 2021

 

The birth of a child is one of the life changing events of any parent's life. It is beautiful, raw and real. There is no photo more genuine than the reaction on a parent's face as their child is first born. As a birth photographer and doula my goal is to empower families. ~ Thomas

 

Tree of Life, Jess Thomas of Pittsburgh Born Photography
Canvas wrap, 12”x 16”, 2021

The placenta attached to baby with parents holding the baby's hands.

Tree of Life, Jess Thomas

 

Exhilaration, Jess Thomas

Exhilaration, Jess Thomas of Pittsburgh Born Photography
Acrylic print, 12”x 12”, 2021

A mother witnessing her child being born via cesarean.

 
 

Know When It Is Time to Go: A Slovak Woman and her children from a photograph taken at Ellis Island in 1910, Naomi Thornton

Know When It Is Time to Go: A Slovak Woman and her children from a photograph taken at Ellis Island in 1910, Naomi Thornton  
Mixed media on cradled board, acrylic, vintage photo, papers, images, 11” X 14” , 2021

In my series “Warrior Women”, I highlight the everyday experiences of women that have been undervalued and left out of our historical narratives. In my art, I let myself be drawn to vintage portrait photographs of women taken in the 1800’s and early 1900’s. These images, as found, are clearly embedded within an historical and cultural context. Some of the portraits are set up within the experience of privilege while others are shaped by colonization and exploitation. Using painting and collage, I seek to honor each woman, placing her in a landscape that reflects her resiliency and unique voice. Collage is a process of deconstructing and reassembling, which I experience as freeing a unique story that was captured at a moment in time through photography. I use found images from magazines, books, and online resources combined with handmade papers and text from old books to evoke a layering of desires, hopes, and dreams. I’m very conscious of my own feeling of connection as I place the woman’s image into a rich natural landscape that creates a sense of abundance, safety, and connection to nature as a resource.

As a final step, I use research to uncover what I can about the achievements and struggles of women during that particular historical moment and setting. This is a very important part of the art for me, a way to amplify women’s voices past and present and reclaim forgotten stories of women’s everyday experiences. I finished up the piece “Know When It’s Time to Go” right begore Mother’s Day as I reflected on the complexity of emotions for many people on that holiday. The photo was taken at Ellis Island in 1910. The woman immigrating to the US with her children is identified as being Slovak. I made this piece to honor all the mothers across the world who are uprooted from their motherlands. I think of the incredible stamina and bravery it takes to carry on each day under such stressful conditions. Some are immigrants beginning new lives in unknown lands. Some are refugees fleeing from horrific situations just trying to survive another day with their children. In my mind, they are all the ultimate warriors on behalf of their families. In my art, I have placed this mother and her children in a homeland she will continue to carry within her, as a dream, a memory, a connection to the land, a yearning, a touchstone, a sense of being, that is separate from the distress that propels her to leave.

I offer my gratitude to all the photographers, known and unknown, whose work is a catalyst to my creative process. You can follow my art on Instagram @spirit_is_a_bone_art for more art and stories.

 
 
 


Earth Mother
, Debra Tobin
Digital art dye sublimation printed onto metal, 8"x20", 2021

Earth Mother is digital art dye sublimation printed onto metal. It glows with molten red, symbolizing her inner power and life-giving energy. Vibrant green growth springs from her body as her face remains serene even though she is surrounded by the struggles of peace and chaos in the world.

Earth Mother, Debra Tobin

 
 
 

I Made All Kinds of Secret Wishes for You (Intertwined Worlds), María Velasco

I Made All Kinds of Secret Wishes for You (Intertwined Worlds), María Velasco
Digital Image, in collaboration with Alex Velasco-Crates, 2021

All My Enemies’ Whispers (Intertwined Worlds), María Velasco

All My Enemies’ Whispers (Intertwined Worlds), María Velasco
Digital Image, in collaboration with Alex Velasco-Crates, 2021

 

The Cursive Alphabet By Alex (Intertwined Worlds), María Velasco

The Cursive Alphabet By Alex (Intertwined Worlds), María Velasco
Embroidery on muslin, 12 1⁄4 x 9 3⁄4 in., 2021

On Her Sleeve, María Velasco

On Her Sleeve, María Velasco
Embroidery on muslin, 12 x 4.5 in. (12 x 9 in. unfolded), 2021

 
 

All of Me: Artists + Mothers, María Velasco
[digital//color//16:9//stereo//07:40//english]. Directed by María Velasco. Produced and Edited by María Velasco and Bryce Heesacker. 2019

All of Me: Artists+Mothers features three women whose divergent life circumstances have led them to negotiate their role as mothers and artists very differently. Battling impostor syndrome, juggling the stigma of single parenting, refusing traditional child-rearing roles in a markedly patriarchal world are some of the experiences they share in common, besides arriving at the tiny town of Paonia to spend a few weeks at Elsewhere Studios to make new works of art.

 
 
 
 

Close Up #66, Hold You, Tamara Zibners

Close Up #66, Hold YouTamara Zibners
Inkjet Print, 44”x 44”, 2020

Tamara Zibners looks at the fleeting period of time during early motherhood when she and her child are physically connected. She transforms photographs into digital drawings, recognizable as domestic snapshots, but cartooned and degraded. The resulting body of work is at once disorienting and familiar, grotesque but tender.