little kids, little problems.
big kids, big problems.
never has that seemed so true to me. 3 deaths of people close to us have taken their toll on one of my kids —
our new vocabulary: “stuck thinking, reciprocity, 123 magic, firm but loving, anxiety”
but we are stepping up. never have we parented like we have the last 4 weeks.
it is a full time job plus plus.
and yet, my photographs still show only the happy carefree side of childhood.
i have no knack for capturing any other side.
i am a naturally optimistic person. i still am. i see the silver lining (amazing movie by the way)
and my photography reflects only that.
you will find no dark photographs here. is that a fault? i prefer to think of it as a strength.
to continue this circle go and see Amy Lucy’s incredible work.