Late afternoon on the drive between Lancelin and
Perth, the sun took on that hazy, yellow-orange
quality, the kind of light synonymous with Australia
and bushfires. I think we could smell it before we saw
it in its entirety. What we assumed was a bushfire
due to its size turned out to be a controlled burn.
As we watched, Finn turned to me to take his and
Eva’s photo. Excited by the rarity of the scene, I had
already shot through nearly an entire roll when,
with one frame left, I made this picture.