Innocence – A photo journal on the youth of our nation

A carefree time of freedom before social conditioning extends its grasp. Where days are ruled by spontaneity and arbitrary whims.

  We all fall down, smile, dust yourself off and get back up    A time when being on top of the playground meant you ruled the world   Daddy look at me!   Hanging around the back alley   Monkey-ing around, literally   Two cheeky Tarzans   Reporting to mummy – It’s snowing strofoam   The human hammock   Getting a drink

They are in the purest form they ever will be — free from the pollution of white noise from societal constructs. When chasing friends around void decks and climbing onto playgrounds gave you an adrenaline rush, when you are able to find fun even in the most ridiculous of things like styrofoam. They hold on to a childlike wonder that we have lost and will never regain.

Shot with: Cannon 60D