Enchanting …
How else would I describe Wonderland?
(I’m not talking about Alice’s old stomping grounds.)
This flight of fancy is all grown up and pours smooth as “dream” from the eyes of That’s the best …
Kirsty Mitchell, an English photographer who beckons us into a whole new world of wonder.
When Kirsty’s mom died in 2008, she was devastated. Her mother, an English teacher and brilliant storyteller, had been her lifelong inspiration, weaving stories into the fabric of Kirsty’s soul.
Struggling to find an outlet for her grief, Kirsty began submerging herself in artistic expression.
“Real life became a difficult place to deal with, and I found myself retreating further into an alternative existence through the portal of my camera,” she explains. “This escapism grew into the concept of creating an unexplained storybook without words, dedicated to her [my mother], that would echo the fragments of the fairytales she read to me constantly as a child.”
And Wonderland, a stunning series of photographs like you’ve never seen before, was born.
“All the characters came to me in my dreams,” she says, and it has been thrilling to bring them into reality. “After all, it’s not often you get to stand beside an 8-foot princess in the rain, or witness the dawn with a dancing circus girl on stilts!”
Her magical images are not created in Photoshop, nor are they staged in exotic locations around the globe. They have been captured with her camera in special spots within a short drive of her home in Surrey, England.
After three years, the Wonderland series is nearly complete, and I’m excited to hear there’s a book in the works that will accompany Kirsty’s exhibition.
“I just know that the day I see my mother’s name printed on the inside cover of the Wonderland book, it will feel like I have finally fulfilled my promise to myself and her precious memory,” says Kirsty.
Delve into Kirsty’s online diary to savor behind-the-scenes shots and learn the secrets behind creating each photograph.

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Yes, I have been in my garden with hubby. We are cleaning, adding compost and even doing a little planting. We’ve already re-done a flowerbed of perennials & it looks great! For Mother’s Day, I led our music part of worship at church, went to visit a friend in the nursing home, relaxed with a book, worked on my Sisterhood merit badge reports, took nap, answered the phone calls of my four children calling me, and took a nice walk. Ahh, what a nice day!
I love the rural farm feel of that pathway. Of course, any pathway with daffodils is magic! My tiny vegetable garden started growing “on steroids ” after a huge rain two weekends ago. The plants jumped up and now the tomatoes are making fruit and the green beans are full of pretty purple flowers!It is interesting that you can water a garden faithfully, but give it some good soaking rains and it becomes so very happy!
When I look at your photos it reminds me of how grateful I am to live in rural America. I have so many wonderful tasks and blessings on my 15 acres. Many of my friends, acquaintances and relatives look at my vocation as rural property owner as unnecessary toil. I look at it as fabulous never ending wonder at it’s bounty. I’m never bored and I’m never poor. To paraphrase the late Harlan Hubbard,artist, writer and living off of the land expert, those that spend little always have plenty. After I read his book, Payne Hollow, Life on the Fringe, I realized how “rich” I am with wonder!
Yes, I’ve been in my garden – around here one must “make hay while the sun shines” as it were. I’ve been turning my compost piles, making & planting potato boxes and built a nice new box for my rhubarb – having found out recently that rhubarb loves well-drained soil (now how could I have not known that after gardening for over 50 years!, but one always learns something). Since I recently got a new rhubarb variety I figured I’d give it a happy home.
I live in a little town on the Palouse Prairie and have what one could call a tiny “farmette”, I guess: 5 raised beds, 6 dwarf or semi-dwarf fruit trees, some strawberries, raspberries, & blueberries, plus some flowers & shrubs. Then there are my 5 chicke-doodles, too, to represent the livestock part of a farm – but, hey! the fresh eggs are grand!
That is a lovely view and I do envy all of you who have a “real farm”, but one must always count one’s blessings, right?
We spent the weekend at a mountain cabin (mini-vacation from our flat-land!). It was hard to come back and leave all of the wildflowers and blue skies up there! And hard to keep the grandkids from bringing it all, frogs and flowers and rocks and pine trees, home with us!
Love everything about your site. Found you from a friends link in facebook. I would bevso blessed to receive a magazine. I have never found one here in Yuma, AZ. Im a lil Farm girl deep in my soul! Thank you, Stephanie