From the artist
Thirteen years ago, on my first visit to Deadvlei, I walked among the ancient camel thorn trees before sunrise. One tree caught my eye. I could see the photograph I wanted to make, but the moment never came. Years later, I returned. A sudden gust swept dust and sand across the pan, briefly transforming the familiar landscape into a veil of haze. And there it was: the tree I had remembered all those years before.
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