A Fireball Kiss. Copyright 2009. Photos by Brian Reed. Visit Brian Reed Photography
This series starts immediately after I have rolled a layer of gas on my hand from a burning torch, leaving my hand on fire. I am gently cupping my hand to keep the fire safe from the wind. I have taken a deep breath and have puckered up. The next shot shows that I have good wind, meaning not much wind at all. The fireball is literally forming around my hand and is an inch or two from my singed eyelashes.
The third shot gets my hand out of the path of the fireball and lights up my face. The mushroom is forming and about to go big. The next shot (4th) actually captures 2 mushrooms; the top of the fireball has been peeled away and the bottom fire is shooting from my mouth with the force of the spray. Fire is inches from my face. The fifth and sixth shots show the full on fireball in its mid-life crisis.
The seventh shot shows that I am out of gas. I wonder why I stick out my tongue sometimes while breathing fire? Maybe I am instinctively plugging the mouth to prevent the dragon from sneaking into my mouth. In the final shot you can see the fireball in its retirement age.What is left of the breath of fire is orange-red and has left its smoke behind.
