At a steeplechase race I saw a striking figure of a woman standing alone in the distance. I made a photograph, then approached, made another and took a position behind her. I wanted a photograph that expressed both the woman and what she was watching. It would be a photograph about looking.

As we now both waited, and watched, the racehorses came past. The unexpectedly, from behind, a riderless runaway horse galloped past and was pursued by a red-coated rider.

Finally other spectators crossed the course in front of the woman. She never moved.