Portrait 10: The Shared Bowl

Portrait 10: The Shared Bowl

She saw them first with bowls of pale, squirming worms in their hands. Two young mothers walked slowly through the dilungu, toddlers trailing behind them. Cream-coloured sand clung to the fingers that held their dinner tightly. Their colourful kikwembes swished in the...
Portrait 9: The One Who Stayed

Portrait 9: The One Who Stayed

She always fancied herself a bit of a philosopher. A free spirit with an environmental degree and lofty plans. If she could just secure a role at a respected engineering consulting firm in Europe — ensuring infrastructure projects did not damage ecosystems beyond...
Portrait 8: Papa Pierre

Portrait 8: Papa Pierre

I met Pierre Mutambwe relatively early in my career. Within months, he became “Papa Pierre” to me. He was about five years from mandatory retirement when we first worked together — a community relations manager with the kind of quiet authority that does not announce...
Portrait 7: The One Who Came To Teach

Portrait 7: The One Who Came To Teach

He was young. An intern consultant on his first major out-of-country assignment. Fifty-two stakeholder meetings in remote central Africa for a greenfields mine not yet built. A public participation process that moved from village to village in convoy. He carried the...
Portrait 6: The Sandwich

Portrait 6: The Sandwich

She is in her mid-forties and permanently on the move. Her car is her second office. The passenger seat carries a laptop bag, tangled chargers, and a large tub of jelly babies. They spill easily when she brakes too hard. She eats them when she is nervous. Which is...
Portrait 5: The Data

Portrait 5: The Data

It arrives as a spreadsheet. Neatly arranged columns.Indicators grouped into categories.Units of measurement.Dates.Geographies.Descriptions. On paper, it looks obedient. Captured and reported, it provides executives with management insight and investors with comfort....