Tag: photo journal

The Masai Experienced – Capture and Create.

The area is small, not quite 6 ft, by 6 ft and its dark with the exception of a small slit in the wall located near the ceiling. There are a small patch of hides in the corner of the room and a cooking pot. Look up and its pitch black with no obvious area for the smoke to rise through. It was hot and stuffy and incredibly confining. But 8 people live in here and its one of the small mud huts in the Masai village we visited.

Lesson on how to create a textile art picture. – Giraffe.

So today I share some of the images I have to choose from and besides, this is part of the class we have undertaken during the tour.

Balloon ride over the Masai Mara – Capture and Create.

It was to be the most perfect morning for a balloon ride, but we didn’t know that until an hour into our adventure. 5. 30 am was our pick up time and we were enclosed in a huge blanket of darkness. We rumbled over rough terrain, headlights eerily piercing the darkness, to finally arrive at the balloon launch site just as the sun began to appear.

Maasai Mara Images. – Capture and Create.

So today I share my images. Of course I took hundreds more, but this is a small selection.

I studied textures yesterday. Fur, skin and color

Ostriches and Education – Capture and Create.

I have to state, that I think I’m getting a bit old, I felt like I’d been tossed around in a washing machine for 5 hours when we were on safari this morning, but when I think about it, my camera and lens are larger than ever, I’m sitting in the back seat and every time I stand up to photograph I have to perch on the ice box or balance on the bouncy seats hanging on the darn big camera. My hands and arms ached, but being the stubborn lady that I am, I just kept hanging in there.

David Sheldrick Elephant Orphanage – Capture and Create.

Small children in neatly pressed school uniforms stood behind the rope barrier. There was an occasional trumpet in the distance and then they came, 15 baby elephants, who had been rescued from certain death. Some ran, their trunks waving in the air. Some had obvious injuries, now healed and some just needed to be coaxed by their handlers.

The faces of conflict. – a photographic journal.

Our faces reflect our soul, our spirit.
I attempted to capture the spirit of some of the women in the refugee villages in Thailand.

Please, share the story. – Textiles.

However, before I add the images I took a few days ago I wanted to share a little about the situation that the women I photographed are in. I’m no a stranger to photographing poverty or even working with people in the slums areas of Bangkok. As a photographer one is always looking for the unusual and telling the story in images. It’s a fine line between voyeurism and art. I approach these images by also sharing in words the story behind the photos and this poignant video from Zin Video which tells the story so graphically and much better than I could.

Elements of the Elephant.

“It is absurd for a man to kill an elephant. It is not brutal, it is not
heroic, and certainly it is not easy; it is just one of those preposterous
things that men do like putting a dam across a great river, one tenth of
whose volume could engulf the whole of mankind without disturbing the
domestic life of a single catfish.”
― Beryl Markham, West with the Night