I am at the end of the line and my fate is certain.
I have fought the battle with the flames only to see them enraged
My duty was clear and my fate is left to the hand of god.
As I enter the fire to save some life I have met my match and will give my life
God has called for me to fight the never-ending blaze
I am but a single person full of life
And I have a family and a good life
My time was not determined until this day
I went into the fire to save a life as I would do again
Today I gave my life for everyone who may be inside
Today I went in a firefighter and came out a hero
Today I fought the final blaze and now I am at the side of god fighting the fires with everyone
Today we all fight together again
Author: by fire Chief Jeff A. Stricklin.
Thank you to the Fire and Rescue Services of Cape Town.
Photos by Armand Hough
The first final round of The South African International Ballet Competition took place earlier this week at the Artscape Theatre in Cape Town. This was the first time I got to shoot ballet. Come to think about it, it was the first time I ever went to see a ballet performance and I have to say that I found it surprisingly enjoyable. Especially if I have my cameras to keep me busy…
The combining contrast of subject and background puts the performers in a complementing light. The behind the scene warm-ups and preparation surrounding the stage gives the camera the opportunity to tell an insightful story. I just might have to attend the ballet more often.
Photos by Armand Hough
Max Frei, 71 completed the 85km Cape Town Big Walk on Sunday in just over six hours. He has participated in the race for the last 10 years in his three wheeled wheelchair. About 20 years ago, the Swiss born South African lost the use of his legs after he had a fall, helping a friend with home repairs. Max and his wife, Vivienne run a small and successful metal works business from their home in Cape Town. Apart from being a determined athlete, Max is also a very competent engineer, designing industrial sized machinery for their business and elevating gadgets to overcome his disability. After seeing Max ride around the block at high speed in his self made racing chair, I honestly have no excuse to ever give up on life. Max and Vivienne’s optimistic attitude towards challenges is an inspiration to the people around them and myself.
Photos by Armand Hough
I was on assignment with The Cape Times, to do a report on the new Industrial Development Zone in Saldanha Bay. I didn’t know what angle Cobus Coetzee (political journalist) was going to use on the story so I decided to shoot across the spectrum.
Environmental portraits of the locals who would be affected by the development and landscapes of the town’s existing industries was part of my scribbled shot list.
We heard that amongst the delegates that will be attending the launch of the IDZ would be President Jacob Zuma, the premier of the Western Cape and leader of the opposition party Helen Zille, deputy minister Marius Fransman and various other cabinet members. I didn’t think much of it at the time but I knew that it’s never a bad thing to have the country’s leaders in my viewfinder.
The logistics of the event was a complete nightmare. Not that it was a difficult situation. It was just organized in a true African manner. Most of the delegates pushed the boundaries of being fashionably late to the upmost extreme and the driver of our overcrowded media van almost ended all of our careers in an incident involving a thoroughly indicated speed bump.
Authorities had no control over the few hundred strong crowd inside the tent and there was thousands waiting outside of the sport grounds with ANC shirts and posters. Between the presidents guards, the police and the official security at the sport grounds, no one looked like they were in charge and even though I was within an arm length from the president, not once did anyone ask for my credentials.
As the story unfolded, Helen Zille was hackled so much by the ANC supporters that she lost her cool and stormed off the podium towards the president.
On her way out the back, she greeted him and exchanged a few words.
I took aim with an 80-200 from the outside through an opening in the tent. The crowd was pushing and pulling and I am pretty sure I was resting the lens on a woman’s head when the significant couple of photos were taken.
Outside awaited a flurry of reporters, camera crews and journalists to get a response from the primer.
Amongst the media, a few ANC supporters from other districts followed the premier while shouting profanities. In all honesty, I thought these photos would make much more of an impact until I got back to the hotel and saw the facial expressions on the two leader’s faces.
I personally don’t think much of the photos apart from the fact that it’s the first recording of the two leader’s true relationship.
It was the classic situation of being at the right place at the right time. Over the next few days, the series of photos appeared in all the biggest national newspapers including 4 front pages.
I guess this is the most recognition I have received yet for doing what I love and it would not have happened without the splendid journalism of Cobus Coetzee and the support from everyone at The Cape Times on this assignment.
The setting sun of life gilds with its rays, the unforgotten but far distant days, the days when youth and hope walked hand in hand.
It sheds around the past a rosy glow, that past which never was a present, though on looking back o’er life it seems to stand.
Bathed in a crimson glory, and old age, lingers with loving fondness o’er the page, thus lighted up by memory’s golden rays.
A poem by Florence Peacock
© Photos by Armand Hough
The Kingdom of Bahrain’s largest street bazaar is named after its capital, Manama Souq or Bab al-Bahrain to most of its locals. It lies in the north of Manama, in-between the old parts of the city and the Central Business District, to the east of Noaim and west of Ras Rumman. The area also is home to Bahrain’s only synagogue. Like a rib cage protecting a hearts, the souq shelters its inner city inhabitants from the desert heat and frequent dust storms.
©Photos by Armand Hough