Do you remember the imaginary worlds of your youth?
Can you still recall where your young creative brain would take you when wandering through the woods, or even while sitting in a patch of dandelions in your backyard?
What mythologies did you create?
The earliest memory I have, of imagining a fantasy world, is discovering a giant magical waterfall in the fields behind my family’s barn. My brother and I traveled far to reach this magnificent natural wonder with light gleaming from its peak as the waters came crashing down. I was in chase of fairies which inhabited the fields and waters. At least, from my fading memories, I recall catching butterflies and tadpoles, who were special for just being creatures of the wild.
Years passed, and we moved off our farm; however, I later returned in my teens. As I walked back behind the old barn, searching for the marvel that I’d witnessed in my childhood, I found a dried up stream. Although, I’m sure that in rainier months, it was more impressive, there was no possibility of this being a giant waterfall. Sadly, I realized my smaller stature and larger imagination had been at play.
Throughout my childhood, I imagined more to the world around me—mysterious and beautiful nature. I kept myself occupied, by sketching and daydreaming, always casting characters for long, epic tales in the forests where I lived.
When I look at the work that I’ve produced, I see a bit of that 5-year-old girl, bravely walking through the tall weeds, barn cats and little brother tottering behind. Maybe the mystery and magic is gone, knowing more about the world as an adult, but I’d like to think that I can still be inspired by those memories when I design and shoot.
Special thanks to Tonya Blowe of Tonya Blowe | Photography for inviting me out to her home to shoot with her adorable granddaughter, Monnie!