The news coming out of Tigray continues to be heartbreaking and I can’t help but think of the individuals who are caught up in this latest conflict. The scale of atrocities has been slow in coming out since access to international observers has been severely limited. The most alarming of these reports was a recent one by Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) staff members attesting to extra-judicial killings taking place on a road from Mekelle.

I edited a small set of images from a trip in April 2010. I happened to be there for the arrivals of the first Spring rains.

Every school day morning, Daniel wakes early to make sure he has clean, pressed clothes to wear to school, then he carefully prepares his lunchbox.

While most 16-year-olds have their likes or dislikes, Daniel harbours deeper concerns: if his skaftin or lunchbox just has maize meal and wild spinach, he fears he will be found out as an orphan.

Daniel sees other kids teased mercilessly and ostracized for being deemed orphans, “I am afraid they will laugh at me or treat me badly. I see it happen to other children.” Even those who have a parent, but are too poor to have meat with their pap, are called parentless.

JULY 2001, mid-winter in the southern hemisphere, found me and my husband of six months on a beach in the coastal city of Beira in Mozam­bique. We had wanted to exchange the freezing winter temperatures of high-altitude Johannesburg for the usually sub-tropical climate of this crumbling city on the shores of the Indian Ocean. Sun, sand, sea, throw a few cameras into the mix, what could possibly go wrong?

While creating the syllabus for “Fundamentals", I consulted a wide variety of books. Some of them were extremely useful in designing my assignments, while others really stimulated my thinking around the theory of photography.

...there was film. When you wanted to look at your pictures, you had to first process the film.