As a teenager for various reasons I accepted the antinatalism as my point of view on issues of the motherhood. In adult life I haven’t changed my mind much, collecting more and more arguments against it. However, due to “powerful cosmic forces” the opposite happened (…). Well, galaxies collide sometimes and no force is able to stop it.
So. Something new is coming. Someone inside of my body, someone familiar and stranger. The living sculpture? The project evolving with the acceptance and openness to chaos factor? The third mind?
The only thing that depends only on us is a name? The rest will be determined by love, experience, ideas, education, development of passion, errors etc. But what about the name? It has to be nice? It has to be sweet? It has to be short? It has to be powerful?
I sat in front of a mirror and was looking for a title.
Lea Ragna was born a month later.
November 2015. Stockholm.
Photos: Carl Abrahamsson.
