A young boy in his own world.
Westmount Park, Montreal, PQ. Circa 1972.
Young boys are a bit like cats in their instinct to find objects to crawl into or climb upon. Just as a cat will seek out a box to curl up in, boys are irresistibly drawn to hiding spots and climbing opportunities like trees.
They’re like little adventurers, scaling heights to find the perfect vantage point—much like cats navigating furniture to survey their domain or hiding to pounce on unsuspecting victims, such as a younger sibling.