I’m a professional photographer with more than a dozen years of experience working in documentary, nonprofit, commercial, and portrait photography. I primarily work with nonprofits and international organizations to share their stories through photography and multimedia narratives. My work frequently focuses on women’s empowerment, agriculture, and education. My goal is vibrant, honest, and emotional photography that resonates with any audience. I love creating stories that deserve to be told and living a life of adventure with my husband and our furry Zambian cat.
The day in the life of a Ugandan farmer begins just before the sun rises. He heads out to the fields so that he can plow the earth in the cool of the morning. He rose early in the morning to till the land with two oxen and an old-fashioned plow. He credits his knowledge of farming to the trainings he has received. He is proud that he is capable of providing for his family.
He owes this opportunity to Obaya Community Association. Obaya believe in improving the lives of its community members by community action. They are currently working with over 700 subsistence farmers’ households and hope to transform lives through education.
In our sewing project Umutima, many of the women who joined were domestic helpers. One girl came to Nyamirambo Women’s Center and she took our sewing course, our literacy course, and worked with Umutima sewing project. This year she managed to buy land in the village that she came from. She is so excited because now she is able to help her two younger sisters. Umutima is the Kinyarwanda word for heart and I believe that Nyamirambo Women’s Center helped this girl have the heart to do something that she would never of been able to do on her own.
-Marie Amie, Nyamirambo Women Center Manager
The priest of the small parish in Karama town—150 kilometers south of Kigali, the
Rwandan capital—directed members of his congregation to offer a sign of peace to
their neighbors. Tutsi women sat on one side of the church, Hutu women sat on the
other, and they never so much as looked at each other. This moment in the service
passed the same way every week for years after the Rwandan genocide in 1994.
In 1998, the wives of the perpetrators approached a nun at the church and asked
her to arrange a meeting with the Tutsi women. Several dozen Tutsi women agreed
to meet. A Hutu representative said, “We know we didn’t help you when your relatives were being killed, but we want you to listen to us.” The Hutu women had come to ask forgiveness. “It took more than three years to work up the courage to ask for this meeting. We’ve carried around our shame ever since we returned.”