The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 3,900 times in 2013. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 3 trips to carry that many people.
Bukavu, August 11th. Shooting a documentary in Uganda, South Sudan and the ‘Democratic‘ Republic of Congo, we only accidentally pass Bukavu’s cathedral, a colonial heritage in light Provençal blue, and hear what sounds like women singing. Although the church is full, the music comes from outside the church. Women, men and children are rehearsing the Assumption of Mary into Heaven, which they will celebrate on August 15th. It’s a colourful bunch, but what strikes the most is their joy, the light in dark eyes, that unequivocal joie de vivre preferably finding its way in music, singing, dancing, in things they can enjoy together. Conviviality is highly cherished in Congo.
At first, some people are shy, being confronted with a ‘muzungu’ (white person) taking photo’s, some are reluctant, some even hide behind their text page. But those who accept the game of being teased with humour or those I depict in that very moment they thought being unobserved, some who suddenly show audacity even, brought me a series of expressive photographs showing the so charming beauty of the Congolese, men, women and children alike. It is, however, a beauty against all odds. The country is in a deplorable state, corruption rules, democracy is merely a word.
People do still get married. And I do love being their photographer, their reporter.
If anytime you would feel like becoming a vegetarian: pay a visit to the Anderlecht (Brussels, Belgium) slaughterhouses.
Some month ago, ‘De Standaard’ (newspaper) asked me to go there and ‘see if I could shoot anything’, as allegedly quite a few Roumanians were working there illegally, working very long hours for around 60 euro a day. Today, police and social inspection busted into the slaughterhouses and checked everyone inside, yet so far have not communicated about their findings.
A regional hospital in Flanders (Brussels region) asked me to produce a photo series about nurse practitioners. There is a shortage of them (in many parts of Western Europe) and the hospital wanted to set up activities to promote the profession. One of those initiatives is a book with very personal testimonials and photos. They asked me to focus on hands and to try to tell the story of what nurses mean to people showing mainly hands. They wished to have black and white photographs.
Tropical Storm Isaac pushed over Cuba on Saturday after sweeping across Haiti’s southern peninsula, where it caused flooding and at least four deaths, adding to the misery of a poor nation still trying to recover from the terrible 2010 earthquake. Isaac’s center made landfall just before midday near the far-eastern tip of Cuba, downing trees and power lines. In the picturesque city of Baracoa, the storm surge flooded the seaside Malecon and a block inland, destroying two homes. We were on our way from Toronto to Havana at that time, when the plane suddenly made a Isaac-related U-turn. Upon arrival finally in Havana, there was still heavy weather, but nothing like a hurricane. I shot these photos in Cienfuegos, shortly after the hurricane had hit Cuba.