A cold afternoon on Dartmoor, England. A gentle breeze combed the undulating landscape.
Grey, but serene.
As I climbed down a gritty and jagged rock I noticed a young boy, alone.
For some reason I instantly pointed the camera straight at him and waited. I watched him fumble around with a playful awkwardness.
And then he noticed me.
For a split second we stood meters apart and stared into a mutual void of surprise and confusion and intrigue. As I pressed the shutter it’s affirming sound pulsed between the curling rock formations and pierced an eternal moment of curious serenity.
In this picture I see a boy.
But I feel an innate desire to discover.
I feel an intense sense of intrigue and fascination.
I feel that serene void once again.