I was thinking of the big picture, you know: country, language, customs, but it occurred to me that I couldn’t think of anything that felt foreign. The languages I could think of have some similarity to ones I speak, countries?…I probably was there already, and probably lived there too…except Easter Island and Micronesia, but I don’t have any photos of there…duh…so I looked closer to home and then it struck me.
My own sweet child!
I look back at them and I don’t recognise my sweet, smiley girl.
To me this is foreign. This is scary foreign and just shows what a talented girl she is that she can make her persona completely disappear for the sake of my art.
Love you Clover, thanks for being my beautiful chameleon.
Thought about for the WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge…Foreign