How far and deep do we have to swim into ourselves to reconnect with your younger selves? Can we find those memories that sunk to the bottom, unable to be recovered? How hard do we have to work to finally find that piece of ourselves? Longing for that innocent smile that used to resonate on our faces only to have faded and been long forgotten. The water being used as a metaphor for that feeling of recovery from trauma that hid the fun and joyful memories we had forgotten. The stories and characters we created that lived alongside us. Daydreaming until we made it real Can we ever get that back?

Searching through memories until I land along that beach walking the shore with my grandma and suddenly I'm a kid again. Bringing out that child using bright colors and texture.1-6 brings out those feelings. Memories you had forgotten and the way you can’t connect the same way anymore. Losing that side of yourself can be scary when you realize they’re gone. Not knowing what is coming is what I tried to bring out with 7-9. All together I wanted to bring the aspect of realizing you'd lost those fond child memories and how scary it can be until you start healing and that feeling that comes after.