47/52 – Big, Little
A portrait series of my children, once a week, every week, for the next year.
Anakin:My beautiful boy, I sometimes forget how sensitive you are. How your loud screams and clenched teeth are just a shield you put up to hide behind. I forget how much alike we are until I catch a glimpse of those longing eyes. I see you. I know you. And we’ll find our way.
Isis: Little explorer. Finally able to sit up. How much bigger and exciting the world just got.