This photograph is really arresting to me. It draws you into what seems to be a fairly ordinary scene: a little girl in a wooded meadow... then you realize---that is not a real person! It is a plastic person in some fake wooded meadow! Why does this plastic little girl make me feel wistful and slightly uneasy all at once? And what is she looking at in the distance?
source: Erin Taylor
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