Clinic Mother
A mother with her children after the mobile outreach clinic in Likalawe Village, Malawi.
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Healthcare Where The Road Ends
On the second Tuesday of each month, about 6km beyond the village of Mpemba, where the narrow road hugs a hillside over rocks and streams, there is a clinic. The clinic isn’t a flashy building with bright hallways and fancy equipment, although there is a lot of natural light. There isn’t even a building at all.
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Kids
At the mobile outreach clinic, organized monthly from the Mpemba Healthy Center.
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Children’s Ward
The Children’s Ward at Kamuzu Central Hospital in Lilongwe. The closest beds are in the “Red Zone,” with the sickest children and getting the highest attention from staff.
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Waiting Mothers
Just outside the main room of the Pediatric Ward, two mothers wait with their children.
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Nurse Kunkeyani
Nurse Kunkeyani, outside the maternity unit where she works, at Kamuzu Central Hospital.
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Waiting Area
A father waits with his son in the Emergency Department of Kamuzu Central Hospital in Lilongwe.
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Market Produce
One of many roadside produce markets seen in Malawi, this one in Ntcheu, along the road between Blantyre and Lilongwe.
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The School Under The Tree
Beyond the central hospitals and district facilities of Malawi, there are “Healthy Centers.” These rural outposts serve thousands in extraordinarily resource-challenged settings. Yesterday’s visit to Migowi was to a Healthy Center, where just a handful of nurses and staff are the only healthcare providers available for a catchment area of hundreds of square kilometers.
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Smiling
One of the many children eager to be photographed, at the Migowi Healthy Center in the Phalombe District of Malawi.
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Market Bikers
Biking through the center of Migowi, just a few hundred meters from the Healthy Center.
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Essential Medicines
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.
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Bike Vendor
Seen from the passenger window of my taxi, on the way to the offices of UNICEF Malawi.
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Take Me To The Riot
The woman behind the front desk, Olivetta, said there is violence in the city today. Police are clearing out the hawkers and touts from the main road toward the Capital City neighborhood, and people on the streets are reacting by throwing stones and resisting the police. “Don’t go there.”
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Fresh Goat
Roadside meat for sale, between the city and Lilongwe International Airport. I didn’t stop, but wished I could have.
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Things We Take For Granted
Preparing to travel to sub-Saharan Africa brings a host of health requirements and recommendations. Western clinics respond by offering us vaccines and pills and sprays and solutions and nets. Three sets of vials are on the counter in this photo: Meningitis, Polio and Yellow Fever. A few dollars, a few needles and a few minutes later, I’m protected from diseases – more than 10 in all – that continue to take massive toll around the globe. It’s all so easy for us. Yet for millions on the continent where I’m headed, getting such protection is anything but easy. These are some of the things we take for granted.
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Three Stars
Torquil Campbell, Amy Millan and Evan Cranley, of Stars, perform live in Baltimore. Taken on March 8, 2013.
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Passing By
Taken on my amazing Mediterranean trip in 2004, I’ve reprocessed this one to have more contrast and detail from inside the train. I’ve missed the photography of European trains and stations, but hopefully that drought will soon end.
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Preaching to the Choir
In the sweltering heat of Philadelphia’s First Unitarian Church, Stars gave another fantastic performance. With the show split into two sets, they first played their entire upcoming record, The Five Ghosts, then eight familiar tracks from previous albums.
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The Drummer
After a night of incredible performances, getting to meet some of the musicians was an extra bonus. Heading to the subway, I walked around to the front of Carnegie Hall. Standing on the sidewalk was Larry Mullen Jr.
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