So, this is me at age 5. I had taken my pillow, radio and hobo stick outside to make a bed in the pine straw.
When planning my next child shoot, I remembered this image and what it was like to be a child. What would I find magical at that age? Heck, what do I find magical now? I made a bedroom outdoors, complete with paper clouds and a crown made from the pages of a book. The result was all I hoped for, a magical world that she could engulf herself in, if only for a few hours before the longing for adulthood sets in.
