STREETS

People fascinate me. To capture them in various situations is not so much a desire to intrude into their private worlds, as to record this fascination. To see into the activities of other lives besides those of family and friends is a rare honour.

A dancer in Greenmarket Square, Cape Town, changing shoes before the next production

The face of COVID-19 in the harbour at Hout Bay. No ones really knows how people who struggle to survive on the streets are faring with the increased pressure of life in the pandemic. At first the whole community was mobilised to provide food for these impoverished people. Understandably, exhaustion has now set in with the result that people like this are at huge risk.

Happiness for a moment. When the vision of self aligns with a parade through London. I am beautiful comes to mind.

A young man receiving therapy as he rides horses

Two lovely gentlemen are chatting up a storm as they get into the Daylebrook Tidal Pool near Kalk Bay, South Africa. They come early, sometimes before the sun is up, and get their exercise for the day. Is this Street Photography? I think it falls within the parameters.

Little Keagan in the time of COVID-19. I loved the fragility of a little man looking up at his grandfather. The aberrations of the body and hands are intended to show how fragile we all are as humans and how we can never take life for granted.

This was one of the marshals at one of the organised runs through the City of Cape Town. I love reading faces, as I am sure you do. The look at pride to be doing this job touched my heart, and I celebrated the joy of life seen in the faces of humans in Cape Town.

This woman was captured while she was in full flight; objecting to all the corruption and demanding the resignation of President Jacob Zuma of South Africa. Life can be pretty mundane for most, for these women, taking the moment for what it was, pure joy, was what it was all about that day.

I asked them if they loved Jacob Zuma, the then President of the Republic of South Africa. They never answered me. Their faces said it all. It was as if I had told them a dirty joke. This was a moment when the usual shyness was overcome by one ridiculous question.

He sat and glared. Did he know somehow that my grandfather was a colonist? I shrank away, feeling guilty for the stolen moment, Didn't they know they were now free?

This man is seated in a café in Cape Town, South Africa. He does look like he should be on that bicycle and exploring the world rather.

Two white woman make their views known on a protest against the corruption in the ANC Government in South Africa. You can see in their faces the utter enjoyment they were taking in the event, being part of an uprising that gave them some sense of power over their rivals.

A salesman comes in different shapes and forms. This one is selling Scientology on the streets of Cape Town. I was fascinated by the hardness that following a religion can imprint on a face; the search for meaning gone overboard. Perhaps he believes in his religious product, but without love, life loses its real meaning.

A resident of Bo-Kaap in Cape Town watches a scene below him, and the anxiety of the moment is etched into his face.

A South African woman stands in front of a poster of the Women's Liberation Movement and agrees with their sentiments. The way she took to this action was a moment of joy and her face said it all. Viva to women in South Africa!

Looking a little like a character out of the cast of "Les Misérables" this young man takes to the streets to protest the presidency of President Jacob Zuma of South Africa. I read in his face the joy of being a part of heaven knows what.

Felix Chughuda from Dar es Salaam in Tanzania has been living in the Cape Town Gardens for years. He is on assignment from his elders to live with the people of Cape Town and to make friends, before he can return and get married.

He is still there in the Gardens after a decade, and my heart reaches out to him.

The sadness shines through.

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