Text and photo: Johnny Haglund
Big, black water buffaloes look at me a little frightened. Then the buffalo farmer Newton appears. He will milk the cows and does not mind me joining.
Around us, the rainforest begins to wake up with all its sounds and smells.
With the Canon EOS R6 around my neck and a flash in my hand, I squat in a corner of the small enclosure and the sky is just beginning to get a glimmer of light in the east. I'm taking pictures. Lots of pictures. That the mosquitos sting and the sweat runs, I hardly notice - I am simply sucked into my own little world and all that matters at the moment is capturing what is happening in the best possible way with my camera.
And that is basically what I do. I'm a photographer, that's my job. Sometimes I'm on the other side of the globe, other times I'm under the ground right next to where I live, but the job is always the same; tell the story, explain what you see and experience through pictures.
I make a living from my hobby and I love every day. Well, mostly. Of course, there are several bumps along the way, if not, more people would live like this. My month-long trip to Brazil just before Christmas is a good example of this; a great adventure, but not always comfortable.