Inspired by a fatherly anecdote on the power of the light in the making of a photograph namely when a magnifying glass is held between the sun and a leaf.
The leaf of course is set on fire.
The next day little Richard taped a negative of his sister to his skin (an arm if my memory serves me correctly) before he went down to the beach.
As he peeled it of that evening - there was his sister sunburned onto his arm.
'I knew from the beginning that being a photographer and playing with light means playing with fire.'