The kids always want their photo taken when they get their face painted. I’m a Dad, I usually oblige. But generally it serves as nothing more than a record of face paint that at best stimulates a memory of a good party.
But now my kids have started painting their own faces.
And now you have an image which captures artistic endeavour, the relationship of three siblings and a boy who really is a tiger.
I never thought I would ever see anything in a picture of a child behind a mask of face paint. Once again, my kids have enlightened me.