If there is anything I have learned being a ‘humans’ photographer for the past two years, is that some don’t mind to be photographed and others just prefer to run away and hide in the kitchen cabinet.

I know this blog is all about humans but look at what I found underneath a bunch of leaves..

Nicaragua – Matagalpa

“My relationships with women never lasted very long. Either they left or divorced me, one even died.”
“If you could change something about the past, what would it be?”
“I’d probably just stuck with Yolanda, she was a good girl.”

Nicaragua – Matagalpa

‘What are you guys doing outside, shouldn’t you be in class?“
’’No, not today.. It’s cleaning-the-school day!”

Nicaragua – Matagalpa

“The first man I fell in love with was already married. Because the Christian missionary movement was in control it was forbidden to get a divorce. That’s why it was not possible to re-marry. We ended up getting four children. The second man I fell in love with was also still married. With him I had another five children. Because I didn’t have an official husband I was financially fully responsible for my own kids. We were so poor at those times that many people sold their children for small amounts of money. They mostly ended up being exploited for cheap labour. Giving up my children wasn’t an option for me even if that meant I had to work day and night just to provide them one meal a day.”

Nicaragua – Matagalpa