Strip away the filters, the alterations, the digital manipulation, layers repeatedly removed until. What. We. See. Is. Real.
Lit only by Firelight.
Firelight which constantly changes as the flames leap and breathe, and reflect movement like a natural strobe, a series of images.
Why does the warmth and gathering around a fire still move us so? There is no need for it in our digital world.
It must be that fire is in our very core. The fire burns within us. It is our ancestral heart. It is pure.
A right of passage that is somehow embedded within our DNA. Collins captures the reflections of emotions that are at our very core - the light of the fire reflects love, laughter, pain, loss, and triumph in a beauty which our heart longs for.