This fountain, made of glass, makes a whimsical backdrop for the child who I’ve juxtaposed before it. She carries a bag of goodies, and sticks her tongue out as she sprints towards the museum. The piles of twisted glass upon their rods seem to rise up and down in tribute to her dash. The shot came as a gift – I had been shooting the unusul glass fountain, and the kid ran right into my composition. By the time I focused, exposed, and pressed the shutter button, she had nearly run out of my frame.