I Quattro Mori

My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited

Italy | Monday, July 1, 2013 | 5 photos

It was a deafening noise. Of those who can not wait to stop. Of those that I hope it is nothing serious happened. Of those that make me want to chase them. Camera, two legs and a fast fire. A large fire. An old farmhouse caught fire, and four teams of firefighters are trying to quell the flames, in vain. You have to be calm, do not lose the attention and work, work all night. The fire burns everything. It destroys everything in front of him, but the fire will not drop out, they have to win their enemy. The fire and fatigue. Neither do I have to do it, I have a photographic camera and that is enough. Is a hot night and I want to feed it even more, the blood that flows inside heats up, the adrenaline flows and stirs my photos, I can not stop. I do not want to stop. They are only around twenty firefighters, are only with my camera, everything else is in my head. Is there to be photographed and nothing more. When the fire will go out, I will go on. In the night. Because the night is always so much to tell. Everything else is boring.