About this submission
As someone who is just now beginning to grow away from my and childhood, I am beginning the remember the tales of my past. I wanted to tell the story of the raw euphoria of childhood while also reminding myself that this euphoria is now an unobtainable memory. I remember my nostalgia in the same way I remember a fairy tale. It's so magical and ancient that it almost appears like it never happened. By shooting this in my basement with nothing but a couple of lights and an iPhone, I tried to create a fragile, yet intimate translation.