Sculpture: Mixed Media on Other.
We all have pangs that bring us back to the innocence of childhood. Where we would dance upon sun beams and smile with absent minded fascination. One of my fondest memories was being read, The secret garden by my beloved mother. Drawn into the imagery, sensitivities and wayward friendships of Victorian Britiain. This is my depiction of the secret garden, although we all have our own.
Keywords: The Secret Garden, books, building, children, victorian, disability, expatriate, flowers, garden, key, lock