As my leg was pulled in, I felt the most excruciating pain come over my entire body, from head to toe, traveling through every organ in my body. I don’t believe it is possible to be in more pain than I felt that day. As the pain intensified, I began to do what I call my death scream. Short high pitched screams. I looked up thinking, “Shit, the auger is still on.”
Once again I tried to free my leg, no longer screaming, just trying to get out by pushing off a vertical wall with my other foot. As I did this, my right foot began to be pulled into the auger, which made me panic more, because I believed it could pull my whole body through. Lucky for me, I had slip-on steel cap boots, so I freed my right foot by pulling it out of the shoe all together. Once I freed my right foot, I felt a tug on my left foot, and after that, I knew I was free.
After one year of recovery in England, I was sent back home to New Zealand, where I was told I would be taken care of. I had to reconsider my whole life. My army career was over, so I started farming. My leg continued to give me grief and required countless operations, none of which the British government believed they needed to pay for because I was a New Zealand citizen, resulting in my parents remortgaging their home just so I could walk. With the situation later settled in court, I grew so much resentment towards the British government in the time being.
Abe Mora is a fine art travel photographer from humble beginnings, born in the small town of Whakatane, New Zealand. With a focus on simple composition, Abe hopes to create emotion through his imagery and limits his subject choice to that which is visually appealing and reflective of the story Abe wishes to portray. His portfolio includes portraits of tribal activists, Navajo dancers, celebrity portraiture, the Scottish Highlands and Tuscan castles to name a few. More of Abe’s work can be discovered at www.abemora.net.