Fresh Bread
I smelled it from a hundred feet away. A tiny bakery on the main street of Byimana, a village in the Southern Province of Rwanda.
Matt Feldman PhotographyInspiring you to get out there, in the distance, and see it for yourself.
Matt Feldman Photography
I smelled it from a hundred feet away. A tiny bakery on the main street of Byimana, a village in the Southern Province of Rwanda.
Quietness amidst the chaos of the endless traffic jams of Lima.
A woman leaves the Migowi Healthy Center with her child in tow, in the Phalombe District of Malawi.
A woman completes the initial registration steps with her child at Kamuzu Central Hospital in Lilongwe.
A father waits with his son in the Emergency Department of Kamuzu Central Hospital in Lilongwe.
One of the many children eager to be photographed, at the Migowi Healthy Center in the Phalombe District of Malawi.
I take pictures. The Eiffel Tower. A Baltimore snowstorm. A mountain in Morocco. A glacier in Argentina. But two hours off the main road through the Phalombe District, around the base of Mount Mulanje, in the southeastern corner of Malawi, it’s a different feeling.
Sir, please, come! It’s the best of the best! Please! Sir! Come and sit! Sir!” Having just finished a massive meal, I’m in no mood to eat. But I’m surrounded by tables piled high with tiers of fresh kabobs of spiced lamb and beef and fish and chicken.