Fires are some of the most exciting and heartbreaking things to cover. From a photojournalist’s point of view, it’s a little strange, because a fire is inherently beautiful and terrible all at the same time. You sit around campfires as a kid, staring into the flames and embers as they lick at the night. Orange, red, and yellow giving you warmth and security from the cold black sky. But there’s pain too.
A fire out of control kills and robs us of what we love. A house fire is all of this. A person’s hopes, dreams, and memories become a violent cavalcade of sound and fury. Their story becomes a warning. One that has to be told.