Ten years ago, at the very last day of our stay in South Africa then before flying back home, we were mugged in downtown Johannesburg. Because money and driving licence was stolen we had to visit the nearest police station at John Vorster Square to have a report made.
Next to office where my partner Linnemore was active spreading her knowledge there was a glove factory. I was welcome to move around freely and take as many pictures as desired. This metal ‘thing’ was hot, if not to say bloody hot I notice, to iron the newly made gloves.
Since we only had five days in KWT I asked our contacts if they knew of someone who could accompany me on my photo safari in the hope that this person would get me directly to places I would not easily find being on my own. I was brought in contact with ‘T-man’, a young artist who would probably understand what I was after.