a harsh, but a forgiving place for africa's forgotten, rejected and hardened but surviving. we couldnt have asked for better childhoods, but we needed to. still, thank you Hillbrow.
for t. matlala.
*raekwon (wu-tang)-c.r.e.a.m
I used to spend every Saturday morning buying records down at Dance Traxs, then off to the Wimpy to have breakfast.
Would love to go back now, but even I know when it's not a safe please to whip out a camera
Brave one, Makhaya. Life indeed often more black and white than we give it.
great pic ....
Dop.e!
Shot!
man Makhaya, this photo has SOOO much detail, from the chap looking like a skurity guard, to the kid measuring how far it is from the ground up, to the small gathering in the bottom right corner. looks like harlem before gentrification and bill clinton
moment in time...a slice of life.
this is a wonderful snapshot. angels abound.
*breathe
Actually I will go there and shoot, to prove I'm wrong about inner city and it's demons.
and where (super) eagles dare...
*no connotations of lil' nigeria