It seems like my obsession has always been there. In third grade I found a friend equally enamored and we spent hours and hours imagining how fabulous it was there. When I was in my teens I saved enough money for a plane ticket, and my grandparents gave me a new camera for my trip. My best roll of film, I accidentally left behind on a bench in the Louvre. Most of what's left are faded, funny snapshots of my friends. And, I am once again saving my pennies for a plane ticket. We will see how many years it takes this time.
(This collaboration between me and my 14 year old self is available in my shop.)