The Waiting Game

The best way to capture the wild is to simply become part of the stillness.
A session with a wild fox is a rare gift, and after hours of waiting by the weathered stone walls of Wilding Field, the silence finally broke.As he emerged, I followed his every move. Thanks to the silent shutter of my mirrorless camera, I could stay invisible while he moved with effortless grace, eventually claiming the largest boulder as his throne.

The summer light was perfect that day, making his vibrant red coat burn like a glowing ember against the cool grey stone and the dry, sun-bleached grass. This series is more than just photos; it’s a record of a rare encounter—a quiet, powerful moment shared with the wild. This series is the result of the waiting game—a record of a rare encounter and a quiet, powerful conversation in the wild.


The approach... unaware of my lens

Claiming the throne

Claiming the Territory

He took a moment to scent the sun-warmed stone







Stretches

Master of the Wilding Field. A rare moment of perfect stillness under the summer sun

The hunt begins. Poised for the descent, ready to vanish back into the tall, dry grass...

Waiting for the right moment

Going

A fleeting shadow, gone as quickly as it came

And just like that, the moment was gone.