I had the cover of complete darkness and a hoodie to obscure my mzungu status the other night in a tiny village. I watched and listened as folks shopped for essentials, got tailoring done, or just chit-chatted over coffee and tea by candlelight and gas lanterns. It was a rare moment that I didn't stand out either because of my cameras or my skin color. The stars, bright as can be, were a perfect compliment to my anonymity.
In contrast to that evening, I was in "downtown" Kayanza, Burundi waiting for a fellow passenger in a shared taxi when i decided I'd shoot some textures and the assorted oddities that abound there. This public phone kiosk struck me as a fitting subject. I was attracted to the handwritten numbers and simple, restricted palette. I didn't even notice the misspelling until later. Anyway, my behavior aroused the standard curiosity and one the smaller onlookers made his way into my frame. I can't say this shot is a total accident but it certainly wasn't planned.
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1 comments:
Love the tones, Has a shades of James Nachtwey's Ruins of central Grozny, boy in lower corner.
Nice framing, texture and tones. The browns are very cool.
Thanks
Joe
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