I looked back on old photos, and discovered pictures of a project I did when I was around 12 in nz, an illustrated book called 'The Unopened Door to All Our Wonders' talking about my fears and anxieties. It was truly from the standpoint of a twelve year old.
I also discovered videos of the last recorded footage of my kiwi accent and that is just crazy, how different that kid is. I am sad I lost that accent. She was such a different person.
Another thing I found was the 'book of beauty' I made in highschool, looking back at it it's horrid and make-shift, and very evidently I was going through my emo/gore phase, with that weird fascination with blood etc.
I also almost forgot that one of my main childhood dreams was to become a fashion designer, and would draw out numerous dresses and number them.
I also discovered videos of the last recorded footage of my kiwi accent and that is just crazy, how different that kid is. I am sad I lost that accent. She was such a different person.
Another thing I found was the 'book of beauty' I made in highschool, looking back at it it's horrid and make-shift, and very evidently I was going through my emo/gore phase, with that weird fascination with blood etc.
I also almost forgot that one of my main childhood dreams was to become a fashion designer, and would draw out numerous dresses and number them.
