Created digitally with several programmes. I can't help but recall the carefree days of my youth, when swinging on a playground was the epitome of joy and freedom. The wind in my hair, the sensation of weightlessness as I soared through the air—it was a time of innocence and wonder, unburdened by the complexities of adulthood. Now, as I navigate the winding paths of my own aging process, these artworks take on new significance. I see myself in the weathered faces of these elderly figures, their expressions a mirror to my own reflections on life's journey. There's a sense of melancholy in their gaze, a silent acknowledgment of the passing years and the inevitable changes that accompany them. But amidst the nostalgia and introspection, there's also a spark of resilience, a reminder to cherish the child within me that still yearns for adventure and discovery. These images serve as a gentle nudge to embrace the present moment, to hold onto that sense of wonder and curiosity that defined my youth. In these faces, weathered by time, I see my own reflections, reminding me of the passage of years. Yet, amidst the melancholy, there's a resilient spirit, urging me to embrace the present with childlike wonder. To quote Marcel Proust, "The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes." These images are a poignant reminder to view the world with fresh perspective, to cherish the essence of youth within, even as time marches on.