Don't fight it
morocco, july ‘13. there was a camel out the window.
I cannot wait to be back on this very road in seven months
“There are far, far better things ahead than any we leave behind.”
— C.S. Lewis
(via goodreadss)
vintageborn
humansofnewyork
“I thought it was a prank. I was only twenty years old. It was the first time we’d ever had sex. We discussed ending the pregnancy but I begged her to consider keeping it. Both of our families were supportive. I promised that I would provide. And once we decided to keep the child, I started earning money however I could. I learned to print t-shirts and do graphic design. I sold my phone to buy a camera. My mother even took out a loan to help me buy it. There was no photography school in this country, so I had to learn everything myself. I took so many pictures of my daughter growing up. My mother would sit for lighting practice. I watched YouTube videos. I watched every single class on Creative Live. Finally I got good enough that someone hired me to take pictures of their party. Then I moved on to weddings and corporate events. Now my dream is to become a documentary photographer. There are so many stories to tell in this country, but very few outlets will publish them. That hasn’t stopped me though. I’ve photographed a slaughterhouse with horrible conditions. I’ve interviewed World War II veterans across the country. Last year I spent three days documenting a ‘women-only’ village in Kenya. Nobody would publish the work so I paid for the trip with my savings. My wife has been so supportive. She helps me edit the photos. One day I’m hoping to sell my stories to international media. And if I’m able to establish myself, I’d like to begin my own photography school in Ghana.”
(Accra, Ghana)
