Photographer, writer, reporter. Going through life with an eye towards creating records and histories.
On the roof a a friend’s house in Nakasero, Kampala back in 2006, I went through a crate of discarded items he and a few other artists had gathered. On that day, I was looking for something, and I found the lion. Something about the hollowed out, paint chipped toy appealed to my understanding of this amazing continent: I’d never seen a real lion, after all.
Previously based in Uganda, currently in Liberia. Always roaming. This blog provides curiosities, commentary, and photos.
Hassan is a Fula man from Guinea who has lived most of his life in Liberia. He drives me almost everywhere in a yellow taxi cab. His old cab had these ducks on the dashboard. The windshield was cracked, and only some of the windows went down as it rattled about town. He’s upgraded to a nicer taxi, which is probably good safety wise, but I miss the ducks.
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Nice post & nice blog. I love both.
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