Marching orders
£124.00
The house remains, holding the memory of who we were before we knew too much.
The toy soldiers gather around it, not as instruments of war, but as symbols of the forces that slowly march into our lives as we grow. Expectations, fears, responsibilities, disappointments, and the quiet loss of certainty. They stand where imagination once roamed freely, marking the moment innocence begins to give way to understanding.
The children lift their hands toward the heavens. Whether they are reaching for the stars or surrendering their childhood is left for the viewer to decide.
Perhaps they are doing both.