In the early spring of 2008, while driving my car to Sambata, I saw the field burning. Trying to catch a good picture of the fire, I moved around, enlarging the frame until the sunset was also in. Slowly, I became an insignificant spectator of a very special show, happening in front of me, following its own rule and its own pace, independent and without knowing of me. When the truck passed the spectacle of life was complete, me pressing the shutter, being just a part of it. f3,5, 1/40, 11mm
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