There Never Was.

“We weep over the might have been, but there is no might have been. There never was.”


Reading Cormac McCarthy’s Border Trilogy I found this quote. While placing it here, independent of its’ paragraph, page, chapter and book changes its’ context, as it stands alone I agree wholeheartedly.

I never quite find the push to do all the things I desire or dream over, but as I prepare to leave the US for Zambia with the Peace Corps much of my decision to go has grown out of this idea. There is no might have been, there never was and so I made the choice to go to a new country and community for the next two years.

I haven’t forgotten about Sudan.  I had a dream about El Obeid and my friends there. I plan to take the rest of my time in the states to post these photos and videos of my time there.

Desatured Sudan

Life is good lately and the internet is slow . . . hence my lack of posting. I have some random photographs from El Obeid which is growing hotter by the day. Hopefully within the next month the rainy season will begin. Last night A huge dust storm blew through Kordofan which means the rains are coming and this desert is transformed into green fields . . . I’m so excited for this.

Over the next two days I’ll be posting about my visits to some neighboring villages and work in general at the universty.

Outside Barra, Kordofan State there are several sand dunes, we went to visit.

Election day in Sudan

A young physics teacher works at a Kareema polling station on the outskirts of El Obeid, North Kordofan State, Sudan.

Elections in Sudan . . . there are so many different opinions. For many Sudanese there is a sense of pride in the elections, these are the first held in nearly 25 years. For many there is a huge frustration as the two largest opposition parties, SPLM and UMMA pulled out of many state elections and completely from the presidential race. I wish I could say more, but honestly these elections are more complicated than I can begin to explain or even understand myself.

So I just went out to shoot photos, I wish I could post them all, but I’ve sent the best of the images to Zuma Press so keep your fingers crossed that something sells!

A voter from the National Congress Party asked for her photo to be taken at the AL Shariga polling station, one of the higher class neighborhoods, of El Obeid, North Kordofan State, Sudan.

A man shows his hand where he has written his voter registration number and dipped his index finger in ink to prove he has voted in El Obeid, North Kordofan State, Sudan.

Women wait patiently for their turn to vote at the Al Shariga polling station in El Obeid, North Kordofan State, Sudan.

Gracias a la vida

Gracias a la vida, que me ha dado tanto . . . the words from on of my favorite singers, Mercedes Sosa. It’s not only a song about love for a man, but love for life, para todo que nos da la vida. It is a beautiful song my mother and my aunts have always played in our home and her voice and words have become the ones I always take with me. Some of these pictures reminded me of this song.

El video de Mercedes Sosa’s Gracias a la Vida: