Ingó passed away yesterday. His generosity has had a profound impact on me. Every time we met, he pitched collaboration; we just hadn’t yet found the moment, the angle. His photo-journalism, especially this photo of bird death during Grímsvötn’s 2011 eruption, has had a profound impact on me. Now I will hold the fertile birch you carved for me, Ingó, and dream again of our collaboration. Fuck death, y’know? Heart. Respect, Ingó.