For me, childhood was a time of dreams and fantasy. It was a time of fairytales and believing in magic. Nature was (and still is…) a wonderful thing. Gathering acorns, twigs, leaves, stones and shells was just what I did. A centipede. A mushroom. The clouds. A rainbow. All of these thrilled me. As they now thrill my daughter.
Because there is magic in not forgetting our childhood…I have decided to create a series of special portraits. This is Phoebe’s world. I hope you enjoy it with me.