Aphrodite in All of Us

This is the story of how I decided to change the way I saw myself. It happened at a museum.

The Royal Ontario Museum (ROM) to be precise, in Toronto, Canada. It’s a museum close to Jack and I, so we visit it often. We go for the dinosaurs at least once a year! But after the dinosaurs, we look at other things too.

These statues are beautiful to me, the human form in essence. When sculpted in marble, the body becomes a perfect machine, a work of art. The curves and contours of a back, the graceful lifting of the arms- everything is starkly illustrated.

As we wandered amongst the statues, we came to a collection of goddesses, most of whom were Aphrodite. She is the goddess of Love, Beauty and Sexuality, who was born of sea foam. She seems to contain the great mystery of the sea, the ever-changing and infinite.

Statue of Aphrodite Image by ROM via  http://www.rom.on.ca/en/node/7036
Statue of Aphrodite
Image by ROM via
http://www.rom.on.ca/en/node/7036

Most of the statues were decapitated and missing limbs, reducing the bodies to only a torso. It is strange to see the human form removed from the individuality provided by the face. Continue reading

What The Jack Spratt Project Is All About

Jack Spratt could eat no fat.

His wife could eat no lean. 

And so between them both, you see,

They licked the platter clean. 

Welcome to The Jack Spratt Project! It’s inspired by the above nursery rhyme, which you may recognize. I started this blog to talk about body image and how it changes based on our surroundings.

I chose this particular nursery rhyme because it’s a fear of mine. You see, I’m a curvy woman and generally I’m happy with my body. However, my significant other is an extremely tall, extremely thin man. He’s 5 inches taller than me, but I am probably 30 lbs heavier than he is. When we go out together, especially at a restaurant, I’m afraid we look like Jack Spratt and his wife!

The strange thing is, when it’s just Jack and I, I don’t feel fat. His perception of me as beautiful and sexy colours my perception of myself. Or when we’re with a group of our friends, I don’t feel like we look like a nursery rhyme couple. So what is it about certain situations that makes me feel that way?

So I started this blog to talk about body image, beauty and the perception of self. Whether you’re looking for the history of lipstick, or seeing yourself in art, you’ve come to the right place!