Honourable mention: 16-18 year olds
Our childhood is a wonderland that consumes us. I watched as my brother, eight years younger, was devoured by his toys. Depicting Nathan in a school photo style portrait, it allowed me to capture his typical squinting right eye, beautiful brown eyes, missing tooth and his forced awkward smile. In the world he would prefer, his vividly coloured toys cling to him; threatening to pull him from reality, away from me, into that world I remember being perpetually lost in.