“I never even noticed I had lost my Identity until I started photographing creatively in Lockdown. I felt an immense urge to create a set of portraits, I didn’t know why, but they would wash over me randomly throughout my day. Even after I created them I still didn’t know why. Until I looked at them and I could see it was how I was feeling, it then hit me like a truck that I had forgotten so much about myself before I was a mum, wife, photographer, fur baby mum. Before all of that I was me, Deana simply that. Care free, dreamer, adrenaline junkie, lover of animals, nature, the sea, the everyday magic that was always around me, long summer days, painter, reader, thinker, believer. Where had I been, how had I lost myself, how could I have forgotten who I was, is that even possible? Those creative portraits woke up the Deana in me that had long been forgotten, they woke up my soul”