One fish, two fish...

Our little humans are sea anemones by heart. There is a constant need for them to locate water, as if they are going to shrivel up and die without it.


Once they find water, they do not want to disembark the porcelain mother-ship they are in.

There is constant fighting for space in this aquarium.

Rags and toys are thrown about, without disregard for their consequences.

Their bodies begin to morph into the sea creatures they wish to become.



1 comment:

  1. Taking after their grandpa DeLine who was actually part fish, since I could never get him out of water either. He would be proud