Seven years ago, a mother deer was killed by a car, and as she breathed her final breaths, she birthed two babies. Lilly was the only one to survive as she emerged, she landed on a roadside, where a middle aged Michigan couple looked on in sympathy and bewilderment. Human faces were amongst the first Lilly saw, and since that day, when one deer died and another was born, Lilly has grown up to be a member of that (anonymous) suburban household, where she is permitted by law to live out the rest of her days with the people she loves.
When Houston-based photographer Priscilla Kanady embarked on a much-anticipated journey to South Africa, she longed to soak in the place, to find rare and precious moments within the span of her two week stay that would linger by her side long after her feet touched home. Two weeks later, as she made her way the Nevada desert for the annual Burning Man festival, she found her recent memories of South Africa echoed within the temporary Black Rock City, which stands for exactly one week every year before being burned to the ground or cleared out without a trace.