Portrait of my daughter
Malina in my room
I got divorced this summer and Malina visits me once a week.
She plays in my small room, sitting on a chair like on a horse, watches cartoons on her phone, and in general behaves as if nothing has changed. When I catch her for a picture, what are her thoughts?
She willingly poses for me and it always surprises me-
She is a wild and free child who is not used to, obeying. Maybe that’s what love is.
Almere Oosterwold, The Netherlands