(Dog) What’s your name?
(Girl, absently) Gosh. I don’t remember actually. I think I forgot it. Maybe I left it somewhere.
I can help you look for it. I have a good nose for names and lost souls.
(Girl turns around) Am I a lost soul?
I don’t know. Depends on whether we find your name.
In the course of 4 months I made 5 images a day, or at least tried to do so. From this collection a (kind of) girl and a (kind of) dog came to the surface. Later came their story.
120 pages, hardback, self-published