Equator's Snow

My journey to Kenya was a beautiful mistake, an unexpected occurrence.

It was also my last international travel before the strike of the pandemic. Before that, I spent five months in the highlands of Tibet and Nepal. Having lived in the mountains for so long, as a surfer, the call of the ocean became clearer. Soon, I boarded the plane from Kathmandu to Capetown in search of perfect waves.

In transit in Kenya, I slept through the night in a sweltering airport, only to receive a bolt from the blue: the border of South Africa had been closed. All of a sudden, I felt I was left alone in a strange country I had never expected to visit.

The land of Africa may be one of the only wild places left on Earth. She has the most primitive scenery, but also the most primal human desire. After being robbed in Nairobi, a strong intuition led me into the wild from this chaos of society.

So here I was, on the boundless savannah of East Africa, a majestic place full of wonder and life. If you once stand in the wind on this plain, your natural instinct will whisper to you that we were all born here. That’s why we call her “Mama Africa”.

When I saw elephants swimming in the air slowly, flamingos flapping their wings to soar and antelopes leaping with blowing dust, I realized that they were owners of what we thought is a human’s planet.

The Maasai Mara is famous for lions and the Masai tribe, the only human civilization that can live with lions on this land. At the center of the Kenyan flag is the shield of a Maasai fighter.

The Maasais have become the most famous tribe in East Africa and the symbol of Kenya with their customs and legends being well-known. It was only when I came to the continent of Africa and saw them no longer only in images that I realized that singing and dancing were human instincts.

I took portraits of them. Everyone has a unique tension, I would like to be able to take a picture for everyone, but unfortunately, the film rolls ran out. Although there was no way to send them the images, I am sure that one day I will return to this village again to hand them these photographs.