Many safaris and game drives are planned every day in Kenya. Mostly to Mara, Nairobi, Nakuru and Amboseli. Very few to Meru National Park. Yet this far-flung wilderness park holds a beauty that shouldn’t be missed by anyone who loves being in the wild.
Masai Mara will forever hold a special place in my heart. It was the first place my wife Gina and I went on an expedition together. That was back in 2004 when I was throwing darts at her. I returned there last August, eleven years later, to experience the beauty of Mara once more, this time with Joe Makeni and Kelvin Shani, brothers from Onetouch.
Before departing for Uganda, Pope Francis addressed Kenya’s youth at Safaricom Stadium Kasarani. The youth came from all over by school bus, matatus and on foot. It’s good that schools are closed so there was no hindrance for many who wanted to see and hear from the Pope who loves the youth.
I will never forget my first time at Java: it was around 2003 at Adams Arcade. I’d never been to a coffee shop before and I wanted to impress a family friend who was visiting from the US. When I got there, I decided to order an expresso. I didn’t know what it was and the guy in me didn’t ask. Since my friend was running late, I decided to make it a double – I thought it’d drink it for longer as I waited. Lo and behold when the smiling waitress delivered in the tiniest of cups full of the stiffest drink I had ever tasted!
The growth of Kenya’s economy over the past decade has seen an increase in the number of companies fighting for a piece of your pay check as disposable income increases. And with many companies offering almost similar products and services, many decisions on where to spend your money are being made on emotional and not rational reasons. Customer Service Departments are moving closer to the big bosses’ doors as their contribution to bottom lines surpasses that of Sales and Marketing.
Tourism remains a key pillar for Kenya’s economy, employing thousands of Kenyans and providing billions of shillings in revenue to local businesses and the taxman. It is no wonder we all get feverish whenever travel advisories are issued. The Kenya Tourism Board has quite a task, making sure travel advisory or none, Kenyans and foreigners make different destinations in this beautiful land their top pick holiday destination.
As far as the east is from the west…
That’s how different it was shooting in Kitui and western Kenya for Farm Africa. While farmers in Kitui have unreliable rainfall and poor soils working against them, farmers in Western Kenya have some of the most fertile soils in Kenya, and beautiful weather to crown their favour. But having these isn’t enough. A lot of training is needed for the farmers to take advantage of their blessings to achieve the best harvests. And that’s where Farm Africa step in.
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.
Located between the Aberdare Ranges and Dundori Ridge is Central Province’s only natural lake – Ol Bolossat. I also didn’t know that it was the only one in Central Province until about two years ago. I’d always longed to visit it and see the beauty it held and last week, the opportunity presented itself and I joined friends from Onetouch for a short trip there.
When I started out in photography about nine years ago, concerts were I clicked the most. The opportunity to interact with great performers live and move freely yet discreetly at concerts kept me going back for more. Then career happened and with that, other projects, sending concerts to the backseat. This year, I want to WD40 the rust in my concert trigger finger and get back to my first love. So when I saw the Jonathan Butler billboards and heard the Mavuno Worship Team perform their rendition to ‘Falling in Love with Jesus’, I knew I had to attend the Safaricom Jazz Festival.
I’ll always be grateful to God my Father for blessing me with the gift of photography because through it, I’ve been able to visit places that I might have only dreamt of if I had a regular desk job. This year alone, I’ve been to more new places in Kenya than in my entire life combined, the latest on the list being Lake Natron.
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.
I’ve always loved sports photography. So when I saw the Safaricom Sevens billboards a couple of weeks ago, I started preparing to be there for Africa’s premier sevens tournament. I applied for my accreditation to be able to shoot from the field but two days to kick-off, I was told it wasn’t approved.
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.