The Process

Had breakfast and had surprise. Roach in my coffee… loved that they wanted to give me more protein with the coffee. No, I didn’t drink it.

Went to SaLE in the morning.

I shoot a bit, but mostly hang around and talk to people once in a while. Make sure they are comfortable with me being around. It’ll be a couple days before I “intentionally” shoot or know and get a feel for what I need to shoot.

Creatively this has always been my M.O. I always do a project with a big leap, get myself in trouble and stress out, get slightly despondent, then out of that confusion and despair, I start “seeing the light” and pull it together. Used to always get so stressed out, now I just ride with it. The story and photos will come as I get a feel for what I need. Crazy, huh?

I like to be inconspicuous and eventually be a fly on the wall that they don’t notice. Hard to be that when you’re an Asian in Africa. They are even more rare that Caucasians. So I am a great novelty.

Anyway, lots of SaLE stories emerging. Sport events they put on, AIDs/HIV visitations, sex trade thing with Nick, the clinic, the library/community centre.

Going to have to think and narrow down eventually.

Steve and I started getting the gurglies in the stomach. Between that and jetlag and no sleep ‘cause of the elevator… It’s not too bad and I don’t need to take pills for the runs. Steve is a little worse for wear though.

Oh, I have to tell you about Masfen, our driver. He’s a really cool guy and helps us get around from the hotel and SaLE. His son Yusou is 3 years old and rides with him in the evening. Very cool.