Welcome back to the second instalment…. I’m so pleased you guys are enjoying this series, it really means a lot to me that you are interested and intrigued.
I can’t tell you how much of a privilege it was to be able to make this journey and spend time with these proud women. It really was an adventure, travelling to the remote fringes where this particular Himba tribe live and just watching and observing, interacting in a very primitive way.
I’m so curious and find how people live to be so fascinating, as maybe you do too.
The traditional clothing matches the colours of the landscape and climate.
Simple skirts made from layers of calve skins… sandals to protect the soles of their feet from the hot desert sun, made from either found car tyres or leather and lots of adornments.
Hairstyles, headpieces and jewellery all symbolise how many years you have been married and how many children you have…. everything has a meaning and sentiment….through lots of hand movements and rubbing of my tummy and pointing to Timothy O, they all think I need to hurry up and have some children – so I can add some necklaces to my neck of course…women, all over the world, always thinking of the pretty accessories…
Such fit and fierce bodies…the ankles are the most private part on the female body and are covered by ankle cuffs and strips of leather.
The Himba huts are made from a variety of natural materials; sticks, dung and clay…. some huts have flat roofs and some have clay domes… everything has a purpose and reason… the women make the huts, not the men, and continue to repair and patch them when cracks appear by slapping dung on the surfaces… it really makes you feel excessively excessive about how we live at home…
A Himba woman had just given birth in this little hut before we arrived… it’s just her and her new baby inside.
…. I don’t think I have ever really experienced the power of a village until this trip…. everyone working together towards a common goal – survival…
What astounds me the most is the sense of pride these women have, no matter the age, the pride remains and is so fierce.
Since I have returned back home I have found myself staring at this series of portraits, for hours, just looking into their eyes and searching for something… where I’m at with my search is that I feel what comes of leading an honest life, must come a sense of freedom…. for all of us.
…… part three coming very soon… I promise.
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