I took this shot in 2005, as I was shooting a documentary about gender-balanced education in Tanzania, on assignment for the Pan-African NGO FAWE (Forum for African Women Educationalists). The sun was rapidly going down. Its light was sharp and intense, of a crystal clear quality, yet softened by the golden tone as its beams broke the darkness of the room where I was, photographing a young woman washing the floor of the big but bare kitchen of the girls' rural boarding school. Framed on the doorstep, a man was gently conversing with her. It's a simple scene, a scene that seems to resurface from an ancient time when things were indeed very simple, made of little gestures, small talks, a cooking fire, and the darkness of powerless houses, lit only by the magnificent grandiosity of the sun.
