Being a child of communist Czechoslovakia, my creativity was limitless to the extent the guidelines of socialist propaganda allowed it to be. Memorandum, the play depicted in my photos, was written by Václav Havel, the man best known for his actions against the communist regime, humanistic ideas and as a freedom fighter. I’ve never seen this play during my childhood because it was banned. The first time I even heard about it was when my son acted in it with his school. Even though my generation was content with its illusion of no limits, I’m much happier knowing that my son can live his youth in true freedom. Or perhaps the self-destructive nature of true freedom is that which limits them?