Kirsty Mitchell’s late mother Maureen was an English teacher who spent her life inspiring generations of children with imaginative stories and plays. Following Maureen’s death from a brain tumour in 2008, Kirsty channelled her grief into her passion for photography.
She retreated behind the lens of her camera and created Wonderland, an ethereal fantasy world. The photographic series began as a small summer project but grew into an inspirational creative journey.
‘Real life became a difficult place to deal with, and I found myself retreating further into an alternative existence through the portal of my camera,’ said the artist. (read the rest here).
Vogue Italia - The Venetian Ball with Dolce&Gabbana - Alta Moda - September 2013
This editorial was photographed by Craig McDean and styled by Tabitha Simmons. It features models Karen Elson and Ava Smith.
"Girls do not dress for boys. They dress for themselves, and of course, for each other. If girls dressed for boys they’d just walk around naked all the time."
Photographs: Tom Hussey
This is remarkably well done, I really like it.
These carry such an powerful message. When you see an old person you just think ‘oh, and old man or woman. Ugh, they’re so boring.’ These people are much more than what you see. They’ve had lives, they’ve done and accomplished many, many things. They’re not just some ‘old person’.
Very impressive concept. Now this is photography!
I love reblogging this when ever it shows up.
The nurse one really got to me…
when I’m old I’ll look in the mirror and see myself in cosplay.
sometimes I forget that old people were once young. this is wonderful.
This really gets to me. My granddad used to be a boss over several stores and was looked up to by so many people. But when he got older he was just seen as another old person that wasn’t worth anyone’s time. I find it so sad that so many elderly people have to deal with that. Just a smile to show that you’ve taken notice of them can make a huge difference.
After my granddad died my dad found a note in which he’d written about how he’d been going around town all day to shops, etc. and the only on who noticed him all day was a little baby who smiled at him on the bus. Doesn’t that just break your heart?