Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light. - Dylan Thomas
This is Frank Kuntz. He has given everything to save the last wild horses of North Dakota. His health. His land. Everything that means anything to him. He has prostrate cancer that has spread to his spine, although he says it's all bullshit. And though most would be broken by his life, he is anything but a broken man. His spirit rages. All he has is his horses, the endless love of his family, and an empire of snow and ice. He is a tough, beautiful, gentle man.

Part of a campaign of imagery to bring awareness to the plight of the Nokota Horses, the last wild horses of North Dakota.

As part of an ongoing campaign to document the epic struggles of this one family of ranchers to save the last wild horses of North Dakotas - horses that are descendants from Sitting Bull’s horses - I was asked to photograph the family. It was the dead of winter, and up to this point, I’ve always photographed these ranchers outside working with their horses. So, given the bitter cold, I decided to switch it up and photograph portraits of the family in their barn. We set up a simple studio with a backdrop, using one light, and photographed them out of context, if you will. I loved the results. Simple, powerful portraits of beautiful, inspirational, heroic people.

The results have been stunning. The outpouring of feeling and support for this family is helping them continue in their work to save the last wild horses of North Dakota.