Forgotten Heroes
In every disaster, in every desperate situation, you will see heroes at work. In Haiti, we got to see plenty. As I go through my footage and photographs, a few forgotten heroes resurface in my memory.
Time to skip town
Don’t worry Haitian friends, we have enough images in our psychological luggage to knead our brains for weeks to come; we won’t forget your plight as we settle back into our comfortable Toronto lifestyles.
FAD
Since the day I met Emmanuel and Johnny in front of the Embassy, we have continued working together. They are the students you can see in the blog from January the 24th...
Lost in the fire
It hasn’t rained for weeks, things are very dry and light up like matches. Madame Nicolas’s house went down in less than ten minutes.
Voodoo Land
When coming back from the cave to the temple, a big lizard followed us. Zaza told me it was a “loi” checking on what was happening here with this stranger and his camera.
Lost innocence
As street life starts again, so is the oldest profession of the world. And there’s a lot of new apprentices coming up town to work.
Youth, music and hope
As long as there is youth playing music, there is hope. Spending 2 hours in this oasis of youth, beauty and warmth is proof to me.
Back to work in Port-au-Prince
This ruined city is swarmed by people hungry to live. The pain and misery seem to be covered by the sheer will to move on.
Anger at rubble and remains by Haiti roadside
Fanel doesn’t understand how the government can let truck drivers pollute the road ways with rubble full of human remains.
First aid: Camp Marassa
I haven’t seen a camp like this until now, 17 days after the earthquake. Even in Cite Soleil people seemed to be better off than this.







