Waterwoman
I have a memory from my childhood that is firmly etched in my mind. I was on a camping holiday with my family and my mum was lying in the tent, crying. Her mastectomy was only a few months ago and she was wearing her bathing suit after the operation for the first time.
Somehow I think that because of this experience I have always wanted to appreciate my body exactly as it is. I never wanted to criticise its external features and always wanted to be grateful that it was healthy. And yet I still started to ask myself more and more often when I was in the public swimming pool if I felt comfortable enough to sunbathe without a top, if my breasts were too small or if I had shaved my legs accurate enough..
I dream of a world without beauty standards. A world where women can move freely, be playful and sensual. A place where we too can take off our shirts whenever and wherever we want to — where women’s bodies are not judged and hypersexualised. So I tried to create that place for a brief moment — a swimming pool situation that my mother would have felt comfortable in.
