Towards the end of April, Cerebra, an integrated strategic communication agency that builds, engages and activates communities around brands got in touch asking me to share what Africa looks like through my eyes. It was quite an honour and I was excited at the prospects of my images being used in a highlight video to be released on Africa Day, which is celebrated on May 25th.
In the last couple of months, there’s been a lot of talk about phasing out 14-seater matatus in favour of higher capacity buses. This is in an effort to decongest Nairobi’s streets and hopefully have more people preferring public over private transport. But will 35 or 50 seater buses solve the problem? Why not have buses with higher capacity?
When news started coming in of the Garissa Attack last Thursday, I held my breath and went into a cocoon, not wanting to believe the reality. It turned out to be my least favourite Easter weekend, occasionally coming up for air to receive updates on social media about what happened and what shouldn’t have. On Monday, I saw a tweet about Tuesday’s vigil and decided to attend.
On February 13th 2013, Boniface Mwangi organised what was to be his last protest. After leading several demonstrations against ills in the country, he felt Kenya wasn’t worth dying for and his family needed him more. I followed Boniface from home to his office to Uhuru Park where the demonstration was dispersed by anti-riot police.
Last Friday, I received a call from Samir Dave asking me if I wanted to shoot at Holi. I quickly said yes, thinking we were to fly to India for the colourful festival. He clarified it was an event by East FM and was to be held at Simba Union Club in Nairobi the following day. I was a bit deflated but excited at the opportunity.
There’s been a lot of interest in the operation of unmanned aerial aircraft in Kenya in the recent past and especially this week, with two mainstream media outlets publishing different drone-related stories on the same day. And for this reason, my long break from blogging has come to an end.
I woke up this morning to the news of the passing of Dr Myles Munroe, his wife and others in Bahamas. I usually get sad when I hear of the death of someone I knew, but not this time. There was a sense of celebration in me. Celebration of the life of a man who gave his all to make God’s word understood to me, to know the power I have within me. His greatest lesson to me: Die empty. This is something I believe he did.
It was a cold Friday morning, the 27th of August 2010. It’s a day that had been awaited with much anticipation and excitement. It had been named the rebirth of Kenya, and it felt like it. The only other time the country was so united in celebration was at independence. So Uhuru Park was definitely the place to be on Promulgation Day.
Flying presents one with an opportunity to see the world in a whole new perspective. In the few minutes before going above the clouds, I keep myself entertained trying to name the minuscule collection of buildings and highways. Then above the clouds, a new beauty awaits, with clouds of all shapes and sizes scattered across the horizon.
One of the things I love about photography is the ability to combine it with travel, which is another of my passions. So when I was told about the opportunity to travel to Nanyuki and shoot for Goshen Acquisition’s investment brief, I was super elated. Plus, there was the opportunity to put the Phantom 2 to work. I was like ‘Let’s do this!’
Despite many Kenyans ‘going digital’, farming still remains our major economic activity, employing and providing for the livelihoods of more people than any other industry in the country. For the last six months, I’ve had the privilege to get off the super highways and onto the unpaved roads leading to farms that produce what will be on your plate this evening. This was thanks to USAID through the Kenya Horticultural Competitiveness Project that is implemented by Fintrac.
Every January, many people look for a fresh start, which is a great thing to do.
One thing I’d like to suggest is signing up for Mizizi, a 10-week experience that connects you with God, sheds light on what He made you for, and starts you on a journey towards greatness with like-minded fearless influencers. One person whom I’ve seen transformed is Nzilani Anne-Muoki. Her’s is a story of discovery of purpose that has not only benefited her family, but hundreds in Kibera and Korogocho through Bawa, an fair trade organisation she runs with her husband.