life is a collection of little moments.
house filled with cinnamon scent from making pancakes on Sunday morning…
two little hands interrupting a dream to wrap around your neck…
cookies made with help and love instead of almonds…
a tongue moving as much as the hand scribbling sentences of homework…
two little bottoms squeezing in a tiny slot between the two of you. because being in the middle is the favourite place to be…
an afternoon when absolutely nothing is happening… but life.
I believe that magic hides in simplicity. like the feeling of holding your children’s hands when strolling down the street. or a toddler venturing under the table without bending…
the happiest moments do not require any make ups, new dresses, perfect smiles. they rarely happen looking at a child in a basket dressed as a bunny.
at the end of the day, everything will go down to the simplicity of daily life.
this is what the new series of photos will be about – portraits of life.
extraordinary ordinary life.
life that is real rather than perfect.
love,
Laura
