There’s a reason I really like taking pictures of children, its not the smooth skin or in any way the way they are built, but its completely based on personality. For a child, life is free and innocent, they’ll stick out there tongue at you and make faces the entire night if you ask them to. What happened to us as adults that we lost this playfulness? This innocence? Its sad really, we build up shells and walls, afraid of accidentally showing a bad side so much that we don’t show the good or fun side ether. So here’s to innocence:
Paul Rohde