Strip away the filters, the alterations, the digital manipulation, layers repeatedly removed until. What. We. See. Is. Real.
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Lit only by Firelight.
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Firelight which constantly changes as the flames leap and breathe, and reflect movement like a natural strobe, a series of images.
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Why does the warmth and gathering around a fire still move us so? There is no need for it in our digital world.
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It must be that fire is in our very core. The fire burns within us. It is our ancestral heart. It is pure.
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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.
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