Cultured in Culture, or The Crowd – My people, or Standing out “with” the crowd or so many other titles I could have given this post looking at the photos my sister took of me on holiday in Freetown.
The idea to do this shoot was borne out of a strong desire to capture Freetown or even the people in a way that is very unassuming and unrehearsed. I had no desire to take photos at the plush side of town whether along the peninsular where you will find some of the most beautiful beaches in the world or indeed on the beautiful hills to the west of town. Government Wharf itself has a long and interesting history but I won’t go into it now. Partly because I do not know much of the history but yeah lets just leave that along shall we lol. So I will leave that to the history buffs out there to dissect.
Now where was I? oh yeah the reason for shooting at the Wharf. I personally think the Wharf represent the true hustle and bustle of Freetown in a way very few places do. It shows a people with unique individual stories that come together for a common purpose. The purpose of buying or to selling, rendering a service or solicit one, to see or to be seen. To chisel Continue reading Cultured in Culture | Government wharf, Freetown→
It was about 35 degrees Celsius on a Thursday afternoon when the vehicle I was travelling in pulled up to a gate in Aberdeen, West of Freetown. I chuckled and said to my drive “we don reach sef?”, which translates as “are we here already”. Either I was too busy on my laptop to notice the drove from IMAT (where I was stayed for my holiday), or the journey was much shorter than I anticipated.
By the time the gatekeeper opened the gate to let us in, I was already out of the vehicle and trying to figure out where the reception area was. I absolutely dislike sitting in a vehicle waiting for gates to be opened, drivers to park properly or even being held up in the Freetown traffic. In fact I do not like to be chauffeured around but as someone who cannot drive, I have very little choice in the matter. As a result, I try to spend as little time as possible in any vehicle. The minute I sense there could be a slight hold up, I am out of the vehicle walking towards my destination.
For the past couple of months, I have being more happy than usual to display my wrist. Specifically, my left wrist. I did everything from wearing short sleeves to folding up my long sleeves just so my wrist is on display. At this point, it may be more appropriate to say that it was not so much my wrist I wanted people to see but what’s on my wrist. My watch. My brand new Waterbury Classic Timex watch.
Jump right in. Yes, go on, jump in and see what you are made of. Or are you scared? Can you swim? Is the water too deep for you?
Ok first of all, these photos were taken in January 2016, in Barcelona and it was an impromptu shoot. The plan was to get to W Barcelona and do a couple of shoots around the pool for a spring campaign I was working on. The minute we got there, I kind of knew I wanted the pool or rather the water in the pool to be an integral part of a shoot. That very moment, I decided that I have to get into the pool fully dressed.
Guessing the reaction I was going to get from the photographer, I kept my plans quiet until the very end. All throughout the previous shoots this idea occupied my mind and the more I thought about it the more it became more than just a shoot to me. The idea became quite symbolic as it would signify where I was in my life.
Now fast forward to the point where I was fully dressed in my suit and standing by the poolside when the photographer (who is now my girlfriend) asked me the question “where are your shoes?”. I took a deep breath and said to her I don’t need them as I will be getting into the pool. She took a long look at me Continue reading Jump right in→