Stupid Food
A Haiku - by Peka Why do I hate it? Because it is so damn good. Fuck you, stupid food.
I don't know about you, but I have a real love/hate relationship with food, especially junk food. Somehow, after years of battling anorexia, then exercise bulimia, I finally learned how to eat healthily again and was okay for a while. But then, I had three kids and through the guise of "pregnancy cravings" I lost not only the "fear" of food but also what seems like all of my self control. I know I am not alone. What is it about that moment? That moment when you rip into your favorite treat, knowing good and well you shouldn't be having it but you do it anyway‌ Those moments have added pounds to my waist and are taking years off of my life, and I know it. But why can't I stop? "Stupid Food", through a series of diptychs, intends to show that while great at the time, that perfect, junky, impulsive moment is miniscule in comparison to the damage that it can cause. It's a look at that wonderful moment juxtaposed with the awful guilt that such moments can bring. It's not homage to "A moment on the lips, forever on the hips" but a cautionary tale and hopefully a catalyst to self examination and realization and in response, to a healthier relationship with food.