Egypt, c.1936. Leaving the Suez canal for the annual “furlough”. L. to r. My aunt Gaud and my father, Cyril. In those days, only two-three years before WWII, travel was done by ship. My family would travel by road or train from Ismaïlia to Port-Saïd, on the coast of Egypt and take the “steamer” across the Mediterranean, to Toulon or Marseille. (Don’t you love Aunty’s shoes?)
Do NOT feed the bear. Under any circumstances. Fisherman’s wharf, San Francisco. 2016
Smiles from Africa. Tchad, Africa. c.2010 during a vaccination campaign. (Not me. Daughter #1, M.D.) Photo (c)ourtesy one of her colleagues, Cécile Heurtebise.
Gare du Nord, Northern railway station, Paris. c. 2015.
Notary public office, Mexico city, 2016. (Where we signed for the new house)
Palais de Chaillot, Paris. c.2014.
Palais de Chaillot, Trocadéro, same day same time, opposite the statue. Believe it or not, this was a protest. How very educated.
“Gimme a ticket to an aeroplane. Ain’t got time to take no fast train… My baby wrote me a letter”. (Best interpretation by?). Montmartre, Paris. 2016.
Granary Square, King’s Cross, London. Last year.
London reflections. (Took me three years to take that shot.) English weather you know?
Gare du Nord, Paris. On the platform to Persan-Beaumont. c. 2015.
November 2nd, 1930. Coronation of HM, Haïlé Sélassié I, Emperor of Abyssinia (now Ethiopia). Haïlé Sélassié’s original name was Ras (King) Tafari Makkonen. I have mentioned before that this name, Ras Tafari, and the Emperor, led to the creation of the Rastafari cult in Jamaica. The Emperor is on the right, under a white colonial helmet. Not entirely sure, but I think the gentleman in the middle is the head of the Italian delegation. Italy would later invade Ethiopia in 1936. Photo (c) my high-school chum Georges Van Billoen. I hasten to say that neither he nor the author of these lines were in Ethiopia in 1930. Only muuuch later. Though the Emperor was still around then.
“Travel”. Street art. Bogotá, Colombia. Mid twenty-tens.
Branding irons for cattle and wooden saddle. Probably dating back to the 50’s or 60’s. My sister-in-law’s country house. Tolima Province. Colombia.
A baby’s born. Around April, after the rainy season, most babies are born. Of all species. The grass is tall after the rains. And the babies are camouflaged. This baby zebra has brown stripes to better mimic the grass. Tsavo national Park, Kenya, 2010. (C)ourtesy Gini.
Phnomh-Penh, Cambodia. C.1957. Long before the Khmers rouges. Cambodia was at peace then. Top down left to right: little sister Gaëlle, yours truly, my mother Renée, and Kim, the nanny.
Captain, crew and contributing photographers are delighted to have you on board flight 3.14159 of Equinoxio’s Time-Space shuttle. Though we now know Time travel is but a mere illusion. A play of light and mirrors. I have included a subtitle after “pot-pourri”, following the enlightened advice of my dear friend “the Ed”, aka Edith. And to all the folks in the South: y’all stay out of the rain, naw, ye hear?”