Fire fascinates me, a calming energy to flicker candle's, toast marshmallows, or fire a kiln. I am both energized and relaxed by the flames.

The way I use my camera to capture the sunfire might have been influenced by my love of earthly fires.

Walking around with my camera creates the same feelings as fire. I get in a zone where all I see is what I am shooting now or what I will shoot next; my fugue state, deep into peace, a breathing space. Each new shot moves me forward with excitement for the next one. 

Where is your breathing space? 

I like to push limits. Tell me to not do something, and I am likely to respond like a two-year-old and do it anyway. 

There is a list of 78 rules for photography. I violated 16, 51, 52, 57 making this Lily Fire.

 The noontime sun, the heat, and the moisture in the air made these colors as I camera-painted. You can almost see the flames licking up, floating in the wind. 

Can you hear the snap, cracke, and pop of the fire, and, more important, can you smell the s'mores?

(78 Rules for Photographers, and a recipe for S'mores - scroll down and you can cheat with oven sm'ores)