Kenya // 2019
The painted sail of this dhow featured the ship’s captain riding Rashford, his prize donkey. Lamu (a historic trading port of the coast of Kenya) takes both dhows and donkeys seriously. Donkey races are held three times a year for a first prize of 20,000 Kenyan Shillings (approximately $200) and a return flight to Nairobi. The captain’s brother was a local legend, having won seven times. The supremacy of donkey transport in the port has recently been threatened by an influx of cheap motorbikes, but a ban is already being discussed, with an exception for emergency services and local officials.
Rangers Without Borders
Poland + Lithuania // 2018
Investigating the working conditions of wildlife rangers and their collaboration across national borders. The European leg of the project focused on Białowieża National Park, one of the last fragments of primeval forest in Europe and a final stronghold of the European bison. The forest spans the borders of Poland, Lithuania and Belarus.
The Death of a Sheep
Ethiopia // 2018
The sheep was a ewe, and she had spent her long life being herded up and down the grass slopes of the Semien Mountains by grubby boys with sticks and woven slings. She was killed without a fuss or a fight in the open air, and consumed with relish in a hut full of smoke and laughter.
Disclaimer: I’m a vegetarian.
An Ode to Home
Cornwall // 2017
Two days exploring the coast of my native Cornwall by Sea Kayak.
"By this point the light was beginning to fade and the water was changing from clear turquoise to milky blue, the sky tinted pink along with the ocean. I felt an overwhelming sense of happiness and clarity as I dipped my paddles into the water, one stroke after another, against the wide-open horizon."
Words by Helen Taylor, Sidetracked Magazine
Nias Island Spearfishermen
Sumatra // 2016
“Serenity flowed from the reclining fishermen. The outriggers soporific motion and the evening heat were hypnotically sedative. Wavelets lapped and slapped against the hull, their irregular rhythm an antidote to the even tick of internal timekeeping. Time was untethered, circadian rhythms decelerated, the mind faded into oblivion.”