Dance. If there’s one thing many Africans are good at, it’s got to be that. We move to an unmistakable rhythm. It’s fascinating what the human body can do and I’m always keen to capture the moment and movement. Sometimes it works, other times it doesn’t. But when it does, pure wonder! Young, old, modern, traditional, in-tune, out of step, rich or poor. Doesn’t matter. Once we fall into rhythm, boundaries dissapear. From Accra, Tamale (Ghana) to Kigali (Rwanda), to Tunis (Tunisia) and beyond. Each of us has our tune. When we hear it? We dance.

“I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance,
I hope you dance.”

    – Lee Ann Womack

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Images by Jemila Abdulai
Song Reference: I Hope You Dance