Sea Walker

Sea Walker

The gentle currents reminiscent of Miles on Stella by Starlight keep calling me. The crescendos of waves with the thump of a Coltrane keep calling me. The fragrant breezes rising like Billie keep calling me. The gravelly voice of Satchmo keep calling me. And the light touches of brilliance by Art Blakey on drums keep calling me. Therapeutic music made by the sea. As the sun sets and the moon slowly reveals its bright glow I seek to find solace in the natural beauty of the symphony of serenity.

Travelling

Travelling

When we begin any journey the last thing our loved ones see are our backs. This is the state of affairs as we embark on our sojourn. Our backs are to them but our hearts are turned towards them. Thus our hearts remain fixed on them in whatever direction we turn. The travelling only increases the intensity and passion towards our loved ones. And upon returning from our excursions we turn our backs on the mountains, valleys, winding roads, rivers and creeks and turn our faces towards our loved ones.

Travelling Blackwards

Dear Everyone

Travelling Blackwards is a work in progress or rather a work in regress. Travelling Blackwards is a glimpse of my reflections and projections in time: past, present and future. Take a step black in time, when I was a b-boy partially defined by a rhyme. Or travel onwards and see where this journey will take you.

Almost all photographs by Zahrah Habibullah for Souk Collective: http://www.soukcollective.com
Art Direction by Luqman Williams