Sometimes, the lines of age and gender hide who we are inside. Boxes suffocate our inner muse. And a child weeps in the silence of our lonesome everyday. Can a short rendezvous with childhood change how we exist in our minds?
This series of portraits seeks to answer at least a part of that question.
Note: All photographs are the copyrighted property of Ankur Dang.
Model: Carly Lindmeier