We all waited, I think. I don’t believe anyone rose immediately. And this was because the dead man was capable of anything. If he had fallen, who knew what he might do next?
Only two geese at midnight, only one within my range.
Among the SámiApril 2010
I came here to understand the primal drive of the modern hunter, writes photographer Erica Larsen, and to find a people who, when the land speaks, can interpret its language.