Magic, unleashed from its chains, erupted from the fountain of milk. Ophelia stood there, soaking up its rays, gaining strength, courage and realising her dreams coming true, whilst London slept on, blissfully unaware.
It started with a splash of milk and took on a life of its own! A combination of 3 photos, lots of layered textures, masking, colourised, dodged and burned. London rose up in the background. Just one thing missing, Ophelia!