Bread is practically sacred: how the taste of home sustained my refugee parents

The long read: I learned a lot about my parents and myself from the food they clung to after fleeing wartorn Bosnia for Canada My parents social life in Bosnia (and therefore their childrens) regularly featured a bunch of their friends getting together for a lot of food and drinking and singing and laughing. Nobody would ever call that endeavour dinner the activity revolved around food, but could never be reduced to it. In Bosnian, the verb that describes such an activity is sjediti, which means to sit, as the whole operation consists of sitting around the table, eating, drinking and being together for the purposes of well-earned pleasure. If I want to invoke an image of my parents being …

The dad who gave birth: Being pregnant doesn’t change me being a trans man

Transitioning meant that Freddy McConnell finally felt comfortable in his skin. Then he began a quest to conceive and carry his own child Freddy McConnell takes out his phone and shows me a film of his baby snoring contentedly. Jack is gorgeous, with blond hair, blue eyes and heavy eyelids, and McConnell is the classic doting dad albeit more hands-on than most. Its a year since he gave birth to Jack, an experience he describes as life-changing. He has also made an intimate and moving film about that experience, from the decision to have a baby, through pregnancy and the delivery. Everything is documented in close-up, including Jacks arrival in a hospital birthing pool. You might expect McConnell to be …

I Shared The Last 17 Days Of My Dads Life In Pictures To Break The Silence Around Death

In 2015, death took my dad rather quickly. When they found cancer, it had already taken up residence in his pancreas and spread to his liver. Diagnosis to death was under 2 months. At the time I was beginning work on a photo project around terminal illness and mortality. The idea for this project germinated at a family reunion over the holidays. Aunts, uncles and cousins descended on Oceanside, California largely due to my Uncle’s failing health, but also to feed the connection that runs through our shared blood. Five years ago cancer allied with Parkinson’s and attacked my uncle. Presently, they steep and build strength, manifesting in different failures of and in his body while he endures counteractive therapeutic …

Excellence is overrated. Lets embrace being good enough instead | Andr Spicer

Schools, bodies, workplaces, relationships this quest to be outstanding can be damaging, says academic Andr Spicer We live in a society obsessed with being exceptional. Whether it is as workers, parents, students, lovers or cooks, we are expected to be outstanding. We must strive to be the best employee, craft an outstanding body, have an amazing relationship, all while being exceptionally happy. Even the most ordinary institutions also are expected to be nothing less than excellent. Companies want to be world class, schools have become academies of excellence, and humble local GP surgeries strive to be outstanding. Being good enough is seen as simply not good enough. Our quest to be excellent has many positive consequences, but it also can …