Every photograph has a story. This one is mine. Because I know where the field beyond ideas of wrongdoing is. That’s me. It’s the summer of 2009 and I am 13 weeks pregnant. At the age of 35 I had given up all…
Every photograph has a story. This one is mine. Because I know where the field beyond ideas of wrongdoing is. That’s me. It’s the summer of 2009 and I am 13 weeks pregnant. At the age of 35 I had given up all…