The photo was lost on the pavement. It was covered by a fine layer of dust which I wiped off with my sleeve. At first, I felt amused by the outfit of the man. Everything was so grandiosely formal. I looked around to see if anyone was looking for it. The road – next to my Dakar office — was buzzing with people rushing home for the weekend. A memory lost among the crowd, I felt sad for whoever misplaced it. I looked at it one more time, before returning it to the street. I placed it against a wall to be protected but also to be seen. A memory lost on a pavement. I hope it has been found before nightfall.
I am an incorrigible voyeur... For the past 25 years, I have been looking at things, taking photos or making films. I am a nomad (my storage facility's Manager loves me) who produced natural history documentaries around the world and few animation TV series along the way... I have the patience and resilience of a wildlife producer but I can be bored really easily too... Always make sure that you engage with me with passion and conviction in order to get the best of me. I was born French but became an Aussie by choice and love. I have a strong and loud opinion about things but I try to be a committed listener and thrive to always get the best outcome for all. I have the privilege to work at World Vision International as Regional Communications Director for West Africa. I love my work and the people who are making a difference everyday and everywhere. Be in touch.