As I drove through dirt roads of the Kaibab National Forest and saw how much had been burned, much like the Santa Catalinas near where I live, I was filled with a sadness – life was destroyed. And yet, in a microcosmic way, we are constantly dying and being reborn. Each breath we take, our bodies tear down and rebuild. Each moment, thought pass through our mind and are gone. Just as the forest was renewing with these young saplings, life goes on. Life is hard, but it moves on. Stasis is never good. We hurt more when we hold on to that which was.
You are reading a blog posting from the photographer Laurent Baig. See more work at his website.
