My Wonderland

After about 3 and a half months I finally finished it. The first photo story that tells a bit more about Ashley’s life. Those who know my stories shouldn’t be surprised to know that I once again included many hidden meanings. So I’ll keep this short and go right ahead to the explaining part:


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In the first image you see Ashley looking at himself in the mirror. Who does he see? A boy or a girl? His body tells him he is a boy, the reflection shows him the girl. A contradiction that’s going on inside of him. (Read ‘New Beginning’ to find out why he dresses the way he does.)

We skip to the tea party.
_{Luts-visitors may recognize the photo from the photo contest. I came out third.}

The Mad Hatter introduces himself. On the table stands an empty frame, surrounded by red roses. Empty – because she is no longer there. Ashley’s mother is no more. His heart is empty – memories aging and fading with time.
The Hatter then offers him a small decorated box and Ashley doubts to take it. Then slowly yet carefully he does. In the frame you can now see Ashley’s reflection. Ashley who is trying to stay close to the memory of his mother. Trying to become as much of her as he can, so she lives on.

The Hatter shows his clockwork. It’s time. Time.
Ashley opens the box and sees a red piece of candy inside. Should he take it? Should he not?
The chair is now empty, the candy’s been bitten.

A new setting and Ashley is stuck. The clock is ticking loudly in his ears.

Tick.
Tick.
Tick.

Loud. The noise, steady and moving onward.

Beep.
Beep.
Beep.

His mother’s heart monitor.
The clock is moving backwards. But even backward clocks move onward. Time cannot be stopped. His mother’s passing could never have been stopped. She won’t ever come back, like time gone by. (For those curious: Yes, that clock runs the other way. So in the picture it’s actually 12.30pm)

The story ends with a simple shot. It’s the same corner that Ashley had been sitting in, looking at himself in the mirror. Like the story Alice in Wonderland, this all can be seen as a dream. We dream to digest/absorb what happens in our daily lives. Ashley’s life is filled with hardships that he has to face every day again. And re-occurring dreams are not rare to happen.

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The character you see here is Ashley H. May. I haven't bought him yet, but he is going to be a bory boy. Yes - a boy. In this shoot I've used my girl Rayne and dressed her up to look like him. Therefore, the credits are hers.
Curious? You can read his profile here: Ashley H. May
or his first chapter here:
New beginning New beginning

Soft rustling filled the room. Light pitter-patter of feet running around. A pause, a small cry and a soft thud as a body fell down onto the carpet.

Carefully Ashley untangled himself from the heap of clothes he had tripped over and scrambled up. Quickly he ran over to his closet, pulling out what he needed and pulling it over his head while rushing back to the door.

"Ack--!!"

Another soft thud and Ashley found himself face planting the floor for a second time that morning. He crawled up again and rushed out… only to appear seconds later again to grab the bag that lay next to the door.

"I'm leaving now!"

Pulling the f

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_{Rayne as Ashley belongs to =Lavandula-BJD
Luts Kid Delf Lemon
Regan as Mad Hatter belongs to =Lavandula-BJD
Luts Super Senior Delf Regen}