Haiti Earthquake Response: 3 Months On [vid]
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60 hours of international travel gives one a little free time to get stuck into photo editing. To keep myself busy I decided to play around with some of my photographs from the last couple of months in Haiti. So here is a video commemorating those who have worked (and are still working) to pick [...]
Moving On: Portraits from Haiti [vid]
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So my time in Haiti is over. But I am not without a few shots to show for it. Here is a small collection of photos of some of the people I met during my time in the country. I was impressed by how many of my subjects showed a strength and a joy that [...]
A Budding Photographer in the Midst of Camp Chaos
I have been too busy to post anything lately. But my time in Haiti is coming to an end before long. Hopefully then I will then have the time to put some more posts up a little more frequently. But in the meantime, here’s a budding photographer at a distribution in one of Port-au-Prince’s displacement [...]
A Refugee’s Story: Waiting For School
Fawaz, nine years of age, is anxious to go to school. He keeps his school bag packed, ready for the day when he will be allowed to return. But sadly for Fawaz, like many in his position, he is forbidden to attend school.
Holding On For Life
At 14 Ko Ko lost his parents and two brothers when Cyclone Nargis struck Myanmar’s low-lying coastal regions in May of 2008. He and his young sister, however, were saved thanks to his quick thinking and determination.
The cyclone brought with it a surge of water up to two metres high that washed across the rice [...]
A Refugee’s Story: The Little Red Car
Gabriel takes his little red car with him everywhere. It is the same colour as his father’s car. At only six years old, Gabriel saw his father die behind the wheel of his red car. He sat and watched helplessly as the driver of the car that deliberately smashed into theirs pulled the gold wedding band off his father’s finger.