Last Easter I traveled with my two sons to visit the fourth member of our nuclear family—my husband, their father—who has been assigned responsibility for his company’s Jo’burg office. It was our first trip. On the plane—a night flight—we wondered as we flew south over the sleeping continent. What unexpected things would we find in a place where constellations are unfamiliar, the seasons switched, foods like springbok and biltong grace menus, man-eating sharks cruise bays, penguins waddle along beaches and townships still teem and thrive?
This is a first answer.
Natalia Sarkissian has an MFA in Writing from Vermont College of Fine Arts and has been a contributing editor at Numéro Cinq since 2010.
This photographic essay was originally published at Numero Cinq Magazine in June 2012. Here are the comments associated with the original post:
As always from you, these are extraordinary. Thank you for letting Numero Cinq make them available to us.
Thanks Diane, so glad you enjoyed them.
Laurie, Thanks! I appreciate it.
Nat, these are so wonderful. The one that resonated most with me was the guarded compound in Jo’burg. I felt oppressed in Capetown by the feeling of fear and the ways I was taught to accommodate to it. So looking forward to seeing you again at BWW.
Thanks Jean. Yes, learning to live with that fear on a daily basis is required.