William

At around four weeks old a baby loses its fragile and amophorous shape and you begin to feel their skeletal structure.

When I first felt the shoulder blades of my eldest son William, I told his mother that I could feel where the angel wings had once fitted.

My boy is now six and I see him the cherub but increasingly the knowingness in the eyes of the man he will one day become.

My great hope is that in my photographs of William, I have captured through my lens more than a moment in time but the total unconditional love I have for myboy and a time of pure , unadulterated innocence in his life.