For thirty days, I camped through Tanzania with my mother, husband, and his father.
I spent time with the Hadzabe tribe, one of the last hunter-gatherer tribes in the world, with only 1,300 tribe members left.
We hunted with them at dawn with bows and arrows made out of giraffe tendon and poisoned arrows.
I took portraits of the members of their tribe, wirelessly transmitted to my phone, color corrected and toned the images, and then printed them with a wireless compact photo printer that I had brought.
My translator said, “These children are seeing photos of themselves for the first time. The only other time is in the reflection of the water when it rains”.