In 1990 Cristina and her brother took me to see him live. I am forever grateful. It did change something in my life.
Walking through Bagamoyo street in Maputo, two kids asked me to take a photo of them. I had a Polaroid camera back then and they ran away when they saw the photo come out. They came back some 10 minutes later and I asked them if they wanted it. No, they said, it doesn’t look like us at all.
Look back on time with kindly eyes,
He doubtless did his best;
How softly sinks his trembling sun
In human nature’s west!
Time or what I do with it always seems to hold me back