The Black and White Photography Project: My Toddler by a Fountain with Dirty Water
‘Dirty’, ‘dirty’, ‘dirty’; I said in increasing harsher tones. I suppose I hoped my repetition and tone will somehow drive the message home stronger. This was my attempt to dissuade Precious Sparkle from touching the pavement within which the fountain in the Walled Garden is encased. I watched his every move like a Hawk, to make sure he did do my unthinkable.