He was Wandering the field alone, like a warrior in the pit with no opponents left to come over. There's no one around in this land but A Horse, The Field and not to forget, Me! Believe it or not I am here too, but not as me, as nothing, with no name. Removed myself from me, to absorb the more of him and his land, to become a part of them, to become invisible, yet living it all. I regret shooting this, those moments are lost now, I could have looked more.
Each piece of this collection is made out of two shots from a single target.
12000*4500 px
