The impulse to move, to shake off the doubt, to reach out and hold the fire. A spark of intuition, holding my disposition, waiting for the winds to be just right. Momentous will be my awaited transition, as I look over my shoulder, taking my eye of the flame. I notice all the others lined up and hunched over, waiting for the perfect moment to share the creations that they had dreamed.
– Josh Fleming
Image by: Zhang Lin Hai