A lot of the homes I came across during this project took my breath away. Haiti has its own unique architecture, and the houses are always so bright and full of personality.
Mornings back home are my favorite, because the house is full of so much life, love, and good scents all around. The children are playing and having fun. Everything feels like love.
One thing I love about my people is the pride we possess, in anything that we do. This worker by the docks saw me taking pictures and flagged me down to take his. I’m glad he did. It is one of my favorites.
These men are cleaning up the rubble of the reconstructed house behind them, as they wait for more material to continue to construct this house. Haiti has been in a constant state of reconstruction since the earthquake. Some strides have been made,…
Like every other culture, Haitians are obsessed with the Lotto. Although times were harder prior to the Earthquake, post 2010 made everyone desperate in hopes to win big. The lotto provides that sheer sense of hope.
The word “Tripotay” is often known as/ said with a negative connotation, but this is a story of two childhood friends, my mother and her Bestfriend, catching up on old times and laughing like middle school girls
Taxis in Haiti are also motorcycles, and the taxi men wear a label on their clothing indicating who they are so that they are easily identified by pedestrians.
Motorcycles are one of the main types of transformation in Haiti, and men here in the south pride themselves on having the best kind out. This man posed with such pride next to his bike. He even named it after his favorite food.