Faces and Places

The people of the world, as seen through the lenses of five local photographers.

Photo by Nancy Rosen

“Jackson,” a Samburu teen, joined us for part of a tour in Kenya in 1997. He spoke a little English, and joked and laughed with my then-10-year-old nephew while giving us a demonstration of his hunting prowess. The spear in this photo is in our living roo

In Shanghai, China, I was part of a cultural tour group that visited a local kindergarten class. These four- and five-year-old girls were already proficient enough to play a concert on their guzheng (a Chinese plucked zither), and we got an intimate performance as well as a tour of the facility with tiny desks and tiny musical instruments leaning on tiny chairs. The kids in this photograph were very serious about their music, but as soon as they got onto the playground for recess they turned into typical boys and girls, playing and laughing and sharing their lunches with us. — STEPHEN SCHAFER

Hanoi, Vietnam. The amount of motorbikes here was amazing. This is how most people do everyday chores like dropping their kids at school or shopping for food. And there are a lot of accidents; you do not hesitate when crossing the street. When the light turned red, my friend and I ran into the intersection to take this shot. But I’d advise against that. — MICHAEL MONTANO

The souq in Casablanca, Morocco’s largest city, is a giant, meandering marketplace of narrow passageways with vendors peddling everything imaginable out of tiny stalls. I usually travel with only one camera-lens combo, and over the years have chosen a 21mm wide-angle as my lens of choice. Not only does it give me an image with a distinct foreground, mid-ground, and background, but in the case of this onion vendor it allowed me to point my lens at his onions while he was totally unaware that his curious expression was part of the picture. — STEPHEN SCHAFER

These Balinese kids were coming out of a Hindu ceremony. I asked them for a picture and they obliged me. I took the picture and showed it to them. Then they insisted that before I left I had to beat them in arm wrestling. Of course I destroyed them, since they were only about 40 pounds each. When I left they chanted, “See you later! See you later!” I think they just liked the sound of it. Come to think of it, I like the sound of it too. — MICHAEL MONTANO.

In the Ghanian town of Seketia, a group of curious kids mugged for my camera, lightening the air with their laughter and creating a connection with a stranger who’d stumbled into their lives. — RUDY LOUPIAS

Professional photographer Nguyen Quoc Son relaxes against a wall in Hanoi, the capital city of Vietnam. I made his acquaintance in a coffee shop located just below the small studio where he works and hangs his images.  I asked him, via an interpreter, if anyone ever photographs him. He responded, “Not really.” So I invited him to step outside, where he sat on this stool, started smoking, and posed. — MAUREEN CLARK

There is a huge benefit in getting off the beaten path and venturing into the unknown. Somewhere in Tamil Nadu, India, frozen in time, a boy dances with everything he’s got during a Hindu festival honoring Lord Rama. — RUDY LOUPIAS

Beyond the hiss and hustle of city life, a six-hour horse-drawn cart ride into the country, is the West African village of Manga. In these distant villages, water is only accessible by a well or a manual water pump, and villagers frequently have to walk miles to get their water. I shot this photo as the young man waited patiently for an opportunity to fill his bucket. — RUDY LOUPIAS

A young flautist on the outskirts of Siem Reap, in northwestern Cambodia, covers himself from the blazing noonday sun on his way to temple. I was riding in the back of a tuk-tuk, headed for the city’s famous floating villages, when I spotted this procession, which also included young monks atop horses led by other Cambodian Buddhists. I literally leapt out of the moving vehicle and sprinted alongside the procession to capture this shot. — MAUREEN CLARK


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