The Gambia

Dried fish lays scattered across bright blue plastics, vibrant oranges and reds fill dusty brown canvas sacks, all stacked up and surrounded by a confusion of exotic scents.

Boy With Tyre

D90 / 70 – 300 f5.6 / Banjul

Alone In Thought

D90 / 70 – 300 f5.6 / Banjul

Austin Jones

D90 / 50 f1.8 / Banjul

Jahroots F.C.

D90 / 50 f1.8 / Banjul

To Barra

D90 / 70 – 300 f5.6 / Banjul

The Gas Station

D90 / 70 – 300 f5.6 / Barra

Moustapha Gave

D90 / 70 – 300 f5.6 / The Gambia

The Green Gate

D90 / 70 – 300 f5.6 / Banjul

(The) Help?

D90 / 70 – 300 f5.6 / Banjul

Soccer On A Beach

D90 / 50 f1.8 / Banjul

Serekunda promises to be every bit as hectic as one might expect from The Gambia’s largest covered market. Loosely covered that is, at a push. Dried fish lays scattered across bright blue plastics, vibrant oranges and reds fill dusty brown canvas sacks, all stacked up and surrounded by a confusion of exotic scents. Sewing machines tap tap tap all day as vast lengths of multicoloured fabrics join together to create vivid masterpieces. Smoke fills the dusky alleyways, incense smoke burning on every corner for religious gatherings hidden behind closed doors. We catch a glimpse of two score men praying and bowing, dense shafts of smoke billowing through the air, chants emanating through the fray. We’re suddenly spotted observing the mystical event and are physically ejected from the alleyway, the makeshift corrugated door slammed shut behind us.