"A printed card means nothing except that you are too lazy to write to the woman who has done more for you than anyone in the world. And candy! You take a box to Motherand then eat most of it yourself. A pretty sentiment."

--Anna Jarvis, founder of the Mother's Day holiday in the USA



I wanted to give mum something special for her birthday. I wanted to make her something. But I didn't know what to make. Didn't have any inspiration for visual media. So I went out and bought a card. It has pansies on the front. She loves pansies. But I hate cards. I hate what they really mean. So eventually I decided to just start pouring out what I was thinking.

Why post something so personal on such a public site? Because more people need to do this sort of thing.