When a graphic designer became a mother, her days of not being able to reach colour and shape began. As she became pregnant, her belly grew and her body changed into one that had to walk slowly, she found her body unable to keep up and society unable to keep up. When she started to raise her child, she found herself confronted with the challenge of balancing work and childcare. The incompatibility between design work, which is supposed to be connected to people's lives, and the housework and childcare in front of me. Time for children and time for work. The world seen through children and the world seen through work. The world of chaotic curves and the world of ordered straight lines. Stuck between the two, I see a landscape where the race of capitalism, unstoppable environmental destruction and gender inequality form a circle. And a landscape where children take you by the hand and you can smell the earth. A landscape of those curves that I once knew too. (village farm press)
-Table of Contents-. Unexpected curves Square and light and fast, Round and heavy and slow Expected natural shape Newly born red White blood of confusion Invisible work Invisible sex Mother's gradations The transforming person, The untransformed person The knot of life Colour and form
