HORSE PRINT | KNOWING
Saintes-Maries-de-la-Mer. Early Evening.
I walked in muck water with all our equipment on our backs, huge mosquitoes were attacking my face, the stagnant water smelt disgusting, I was risking falling and destroying my equipment. And then waiting for the horses to give me a untrusting photograph. Why am I doing this? Why do I put myself through this much trouble? I was questioning “why,”
while I was patiently waiting for the horses. When they showed up and ran towards me, my heart started pumping faster and happiness took over. At that moment, I got the answer to my "why."
Once we know our “WHY,” our HOW does not matter.