Savanna
I skip the golden hour. The lions wake up when the color goes out of the sky, and the frames I want are the ones where the mane is a shape against almost nothing. Twenty minutes a day, twenty-eight days.
A Kalahari pride photographed only in the twenty minutes after the sun is gone.
Savanna
I skip the golden hour. The lions wake up when the color goes out of the sky, and the frames I want are the ones where the mane is a shape against almost nothing. Twenty minutes a day, twenty-eight days.