"Becoming…"

My Daughter

And now my daughter is 8. She is so beautifully 8, she’s a bit dreamy and wafty too but also bouncy and springy and curious. My dress for her is about hope, a mother’s hope, that I protect her from my raw and disynchronous bits. I knit her flowers and try to show her the joy of colours and textures. I make her a springy skirt that she can do cartwheels in and try to keep her “red” bright, exuberant and energized… Next.