A brave child.
Every structure built, in and out of house, has become a place vain for a child.
A game of three generations, kids, parents and grandparents, being part of a community where outdoor games are just part in a vision with no action; television and videogames. For how long have we been losing the real sense of happiness? We keep living inside a landscape without green frames. A brave child, becoming an adult. An adult trying to understand a child and a grandpa looking back, comparing the new age with the past. A simple game in the backyard. A scream of freedom has pushed life with the old fashion impulse... An wheel, a rope and a tree. |
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