September 29th, 2008
Just a reminder.. you can get great prints shipped straight to you in just a few days time.
I can tell you it has made my day brighter to see Jean Bosco on my wall and to look up to Manwoondi standing strong. Go to PRINTS
September 26th, 2008
Are you in Austin for ACL ?
then i want to see you…check out the great line up!
and only a walk from my house in Austin.. I can’t wait !
September 25th, 2008
I must say, Joe McNally had some interesting things to say about the photo industry.
http://www.joemcnally.com/blog/2008/09/23/as-good-as-it-gets/
“It ain’t the way it used to be, but what is? There’s never been any guarantees, or forgiveness, or for the last 10 or more years, fairness, in this industry. But here’s the thing.
We are out there, in the air, in the world. We don’t go to a cubicle farm everyday and stair at dismaying numbers on a screen. We make pictures. At the end of the day, we create something potentially significant that did not exist at the beginning of the day. We go forward, despite the uncertainty. Because this is an act of love and passion, which defies reason and prudence.
And we make that occasional good frame, the one that sings, the one that lifts our hearts and the hearts of everyone who sees it. That well and truly is as good as it gets. More tk.”
September 25th, 2008
Just finished putting up the Salt Gallery Exhibit images at the store.
If you see an image that you would like to purchase that isn’t on the list, just let me know and I can add it ..
Thanks !
-Esther
September 22nd, 2008
On the outskirts of Cairo lies a small trash city called “Helwen”. I spent some time there when I was in Cairo, documenting the life of several people who take their wagons to the nearby city daily and collect the trash, they take it back to their living and filter through it to find things to sell and recycle. They can sometimes make a decent living in certain trash cities. On one particular day, I found myself in the living area of a cute little family that sat me down and made me a delicious cup of tea. I asked them questions about their life and they asked me questions about mine. I asked if I could take a photo of their family and told them I would get the photographs back to them through a friend. Little did I know how much they would mean later on. I got word last week that the Father died in an accident on the dump site and they had no living photograph of him. My friend in Cairo quickly printed off the images I had and brought them to the family. She wrote this, “Giving them the pictures was really hard.. His family was devastated.. they couldn’t believe they had pictures of him, it was very emotional”.
I, myself, said goodbye to my Dad a few years ago as he went on to be with Jesus. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to go through. I am still hurting from it daily and I can’t imagine what i’d do if i didn’t have photographs to bring me back to beautiful memories. I am so thankful for them. Please keep their family in your prayers this week.
September 19th, 2008
Baby Esther is held by her Mother in a clinic outside of Kinshasa, DRC.
I can’t wait till the day I can see her again.
