One day I was brought to a party full of interesting people, each one more creative than the next. Everyone was either a painter, a sculptor, a dancer, a singer, or at the very least a storyteller. The youngest one there, I sat and observed and of course photographed them in all their glory, hoping I too would be just as fascinating in my later years.
There was a beautiful moment when the host, a charming Norwegian, sang to his son and induced a heart-warming atmosphere that brought everyone together in appreciation of the love in our lives.
