THE SHANGRI-LA OF TOFATAT: The next thing Aubine and I did was to climb high into the boulders, through indescribably twisted passageways where we repeatedly had to help one another. At the summit of Tofatat we discovered a natural marvel whose existence still baffles me to this day: there was a small limpid pond surrounded by an earthen sward where a few flowering acacias and tender shoots of grass grew. Read more…
In this photo, I am with my big brother Tercelin, surrounded by mask escorts of the Guere tribe in the Ivory Coast. (Soon thereafter, I was kidnapped by the mask of comedy). The escorts warn the arrival of a mask to the villagers by conducting cartwheels and other acrobatics. Read more…
THE ARTIST: Aghali , aged four, belongs to a reknown family of Inadan, the Touareg artisan cast. The man, the Inadan, makes tools, crafts intricate jewelry from metal, makes camel saddles, sharpens stone… the list goes on. The women artisans, the Tchinadan, are leatherwork specialists. They craft bags, pouches, and various decorations from beautifully dyed leather. The artisan tradition is inherited from father to son, mother to daughter, and Inadans almost always exclusively marry amongst themselves. Read more…
Sunday was mother’s day in the USA. While I actually believe that every day is mother’s day, I would like to dedicate this week in particular to mothers around the world by showcasing mothers through my pictures. Read more…
Fada dressed for the Guerwul ceremony, which celebrates the rain, and where Fulani men dance and sing for women. Read more…
I am home in the unfamiliar, in the discovery, in the discomfort of the unknown. Read more…
Oh desert of the Sahara Read more…
I could not be more blessed to have such an international family of beloved ones. Read more…
Soriya running across a Saharan dune. Read more…