Our lovable toys get left behind as we move our lives forward, but we never forget them.
This little teddy bear was given to me the day I was born. He has followed me from home to home as I moved from state to state. No longer a toy to be played with, he sits silently on my shelf reminding me of the innoscence in my life and the joy of his gaze reminds me of my family home.
- Subject Matter: Toys
- Current Location: My Studio
