A bumpy car-ride from Addis Ababa to the small village of Ambo, Ethiopia led to a world full of earnest learners, market girls and humble village outcasts proud of the small community they lived in. Along the way I furiously took note of everything around me. From the colors of the paint-stripped tin shacks to the happy smiles of my students, I worked to capture what Ethiopia was to me. Alive.
Nothing matched the excitement of students at the Ambo Lazarist Catholic School for the Deaf in Ambo, Ethiopia. Eager and ready to learn.
Just a day at the arcade. Ambo, Ethiopia.
Market girls. Ambo, Ethiopia.
Graveyard homes in Ambo, Ethiopia.
Laundry day in the leper village, Ambo, Ethiopia.
Deep in the ‘leper village’ in Ambo, Ethiopia stands a graveyard community, full of the outcasts of society with no place to live. They build their homes next to graves, but together they still find community. This was the most important photograph I took during my trip to Ethiopia, and I didn’t even realize it until it was too late. One day, I will go back and find this woman’s story.
Village kids. Ambo, Ethiopia.