EGGS TO BREASTS
Vicki Hodgetts
We had a consciousness-raising session on kitchens. Some people saw kitchens as fulsome, warm, nurturing. Others saw kitchens as dangerous with hot stoves and sharp knives (“Viciousness in the kitchen—the potatoes hiss”). I had a fleeting image of fried eggs stenciled over everything—walls, ceiling, floor—and some people saw breasts. Breasts were nurturing—kitchens were the extension of mothers’ milk. I felt a little railroaded. I still wanted eggs. And then Robin said, “Why not have a transformation from eggs to breasts,” and we were all delighted. And that’s very important, because although I was the one who finally carried through that aspect of the kitchen (in the main) the idea was really a collective one. It simply would never have existed if women had not tried to work together.
– Vicki Hodgett
Little Bristling Soul 