This was another impromptu shoot, again inspired by the strong winter window light but this time at home. I had a bunch of dying flowers, and the shadows cast on the floor from the much need to be watered palm plant, somehow, god knows how, made me think about the ageing woman.
When you are in your 20s and 30s you think that youth is with you forever. And you know it is! But society changes its view upon you. Suddenly you become irrelevant. Kids call you a boomer, even though you are generation X (the irony of the forgotten generation)
Instead of power, experience and sexual peak….
And its sad.
So i call this ageing flower and stretch marks.
as these are the things a woman will silently berate herself for while alone standing in front of a mirror
