Photography Project 366:February 2016
Featuring food, flora and fabulous people.
Photography Project 366: Days 16-31
January 16th - January 31st.
Photography Project 366: Days 1-15
Project 365 (+1 for the leap year): One photograph a day, every day for the rest of 2016. I committed to the challenge on an impulse. It is highly likely I will lose my momentum at some point, but for now I am appreciative that I am being forced to slow down and really consider the creation of an image.
Writing Notes from 2015
I wanted 2016 to be the year I stop using the phrase, "Sorry, I'm running late." But here it is. Decomposing deadlines and backlogs remain my bane, my breath is still too short to catch up with my legs.
The Sunday Poem December 27, 2015 at 07:32PM
‘3 Places Old Poets Go To Die’. Ons Klyntji. August 2014. p.66
Camera Collectanea: Litfests, ShootCake and Miscellany
Recent photography; casual and commissioned.
The Sunday Poem December 06, 2015 at 11:01AM
Growing bones’. Saaleha Bamjee, Poetry Potion. Issue 04. p.21. 2012
The Sunday Poem November 29, 2015 at 09:29PM
#thesundaypoem Ons Klyntji, August 2014.
The Sunday Poem: October 25, 2015
'God', Saaleha Bamjee, NEW COIN South African Poetry, June 2013, Vol 49, No 1
Fiction Friday: Three Tellings
While editing older writings, I came across this narrative exercise from my MA coursework. For this assignment we had to take a scenario/vignette and write it in three ways, altering tense and POV in each.
The Sunday Poem: September 27, 2015
My Husband Whose, Saaleha Bamjee, NEW COIN South African Poetry, June 2013, Vol 49, No 1.
Camera Collectanea: Shine Strong High Tea, Beautiful Things and Paper Cameras
A bit about the Good Housekeeping Pantene Shine Strong High Tea, coffee worship and small camera-shaped boxes.
Madressah Zia-ul-Badr: Uplifting Young and Old
We visited Madressah Zia-ul-Badr, a unique place of learning and care in eastern Jeppestown, Johannesburg.
Notes to the Unconceived #3
Missives to the children I am yet to bear. -- I don't know what social media will be like when you're old enough to set up your own profiles. I have a utopian vision of the entire infrastructure imploding, with only true and intimate connections surviving the fallout.
Ramadaan Kareem
May you find the very best of yourself.