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Discovering new things in familiar places

Sometimes I forget the wealth of places waiting to be discovered just outside my door when I am travelling. The thought of exploring New York city, Iceland, California, Montreal, Marrakech and other places seem sometimes to be far more exciting than seeing what’s outside my front door.

Does this ever happen to you?

The reason I’m asking is because, right now, I’m back in my homeland of New Zealand. And even in familiar places I feel like I am seeing things for the first time. There are photographs I have taken during this visit that I have never taken before.

I have driven through this area, and ridden through it on my bike, more times than I can remember. Never once before had I stopped for a photograph.

This got me thinking about how I see things… about how I might go about photographing a place I have lived, and known, in a new and different way.

Because sometimes, even when living in London, I can go for days without finding anything ‘interesting’ to photograph. Yet, I know there are probably people all around the world who would love to see and photograph London, just like there are Londoners who dream of seeing and photographing other places.

Monet painted over 15 paintings of haystacks. They were all near his home, just at different times of year, in different light. The famous water lilies were also not far from where he lived. Kevin Day, who I have been introduced to recently, has been taking photographs of the same dead tree for over five years with exquisite results. I’m sure there are a heap of other artists around who also find inspiration close to where they live.

I think that something really personal and intimate can happen when we know a place. When we have lived there a while and it becomes very meaningful to us. To me, that adds an extra element to any art we create; almost like a part of ourselves is integrated into it. And we can then take that vision of seeing the extraordinary in our own hometown to every other place we explore.

“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.”
- Marcel Proust

So, how do we go about changing our vision in order to see the beauty in where we live?

Well, I certainly don’t have all the answers, but I’ll share with you a few of the things I’ve been trying out:

  1. Rather than photographing big landscapes, try capturing tiny details
  2. If photographing at standing height is your normal thing, try getting lower down, or being higher up
  3. Look up
  4. Or down
  5. Photograph things out of focus; or over (or under) exposed
  6. If continually photographing the same subjects (family, flowers, landscapes etc.), try a different subject. Maybe graffiti, or what you had for lunch, the hands of a friend having coffee with you, an interesting window…
  7. Go out on grey days. It’s like having a giant diffuser in the sky
  8. Take a walk somewhere you’ve never been. What do you see?
  9. Think about places you might take a visitor. What are the sights you would most want them to see (aside from the usual touristy places)?

Have you ever tried this? Do you have any other suggestions for gypsy girls guide readers?

Would you like to give it a go?
It doesn’t matter what kind of camera you have – a phone camera, a little point-and-shoot, a DSLR, film, whatever. The vision, seeing something new in a familiar place, is the objective.

I’d love for you to share what you find, by linking to your blog, or your photos online. I am excited to see your neighbourhood through your eyes.

Leonie Wise is a regular contributor to Gypsy Girl’s Guide.

Just do it: make a difference this Christmas

by Marianne Elliott

I believe that everyone who reads this blog wants to be of service in the world. As the original Gyspy Girl, Alex, said in her description of a Gypsy Girl:

We believe in global consciousness. We think, care and act globally.

So I knew that you would want to meet Letha Sandison.

Over the past four and a half years since I first met Letha (online), I’ve watched with great admiration as she has built Wrap Up Africa, which is the only NGO focused on improving access to treatment for pediatric cancer in Africa.

Wrap Up Africa’s mission is to ‘provide hope, empowerment and support to Ugandan families struggling with cancer.’

Wrap Up Africa clothingIn Wrap Up Africa Letha has combined sustainable entreprise – in the form of a beautiful locally produced fashion line – with health support. The fashion line creates jobs for local tailors and producers. The clothing is beautiful (see the photo on the left and check out the website), and Letha and her team have gone to significant lengths to ensure that the entire production process supports the local textile industry.

Letha started Wrap Up Africa after visiting Uganda in 2007 with her husband, who works with children with HIV and malaria. As she walked through the pediatric cancer ward, she says: “I was astonished by what I saw.  Families were living all over the grounds, sleeping outside, huddling against the building for shelter for months at a time.”

Parents and children come from all over Uganda and as far as Congo and Rwanda, but the treatment is expensive and there is virtually no aid available. Parents may have to decide whether to use their savings to pay for chemotherapy for one child or to care for their other children at home.

She knew she had to do something. In her own words:

It breaks my heart that today where you live often determines if you live.  Children with cancer in African would have a 75% better chance of survival if they had been born somewhere like the US or Europe.  It is so difficult for me to reconcile that there really are two different worlds we live in. I can not imagine being a mother in a place like Uganda, watching my child suffer and grow more ill with each passing day and feeling powerless to help.  I want to help the children have the best chance possible to fight their cancer.

Since March 2007, Letha has worked with local partners in Uganda to build an amazingly effective model for change. The importance and value of her work has been recognised by the Clinton Global Initiative and the Livestrong Foundation. Whenever I talk to Letha I’m absolutely astounded at the amount she has been able to do with so little. What fuels her?

I asked her. And she told me it was joy.

“I am filled with joy when I play with the children and hear them laugh.  They have a deep wisdom that I think often arises when one is confronted with a life threatening disease.  They all have such wonderful goals for their lives and want to be doctors, teachers and nurses. I really think that these kids could be the ones to help create lasting change in their countries if we can help them survive.  They understand what is really  important.”

Ultimately, Letha hopes to generate enough funds from clothing sales to pay for the care of all children who cannot afford it.  Wrap Up Africa’s goal is that their treatment programs will be self funded so that they are protected and secure. It amazes me how much progress she has already made towards that goal in such a short time, but it will take several more years before they are able to fully self fund. In the meantime, Letha has a mondo beyondo dream of her own:

Wrap Up Africa children

“My goal is to help to get at least 365 children into care by the end of March.  That is less than half the children who need treatment.”

You can help Letha make this dream come true. One way to help is to buy some of this beautiful clothing or host a party for your friends and family. Another way is to make a direct donation towards getting 365 children with cancer into treatment.

You can make a one-off donation or sign up to for a regular monthly donation. Maybe you could spread the cost of treatment for one child ($1000) over the year by signing up for a $85 dollar a month donation.

Make a donation – if you (alone or together with friends) can donate $85 per month you will be providing treatment for one child with cancer.

Spread the word – write a blog post, or send an email to your friends and family. Or support Wrap Up Africa by connecting with them through social media and then helping spread the word.

Follow Wrap Up Africa on Twitter

Like Wrap Up Africa on Facebook

Just do it

I asked Letha if she had any advice for other Gypsy Girls who want to make a difference, but who are not sure quite how to go about it.

The best advice I can give is to just do it.  I really believe that if one is passionate about something, willing to make personal sacrifice, can bring love and presence to their work (even when times get tough…and they will) and most importantly never give up then anything is possible.  I try to view obstacles as opportunities and remember there is always a way forward and often through challenges I have been lead to better solutions.

We are all capable of using our gifts to make an impact no matter what scale or where that impact occurs it is a wonderful thing when people decide to engage. There is nothing special about me, if I can do it then anyone can!

Live Twitter chat with Letha

If you have any questions at all for Letha – and I know I can think of hundreds  – then you can chat live with Letha on Twitter later in January. I’ll be joining a group of other Gypsy Girl writers and friends to host a special chat with Letha. If you want to be sure not to miss out on the chat, follow Letha on Twitter for more details nearer to the time.

The Map

After backpacking throughout Europe with my best friend soon after graduating from college, I did something that felt fairly audacious (in a good way.) Less than a year after returning from that journey – which took me through France, Germany, and Italy – I went back across the Atlantic with another Eurail pass in hand for a second backpacking jaunt that took me to France, Germany, Italy, Switzerland, Spain, and Greece. The second trip was much more of a whirlwind, where money was saved by planning routes that were intentionally long so we could get a night’s sleep on overnight trains rather than pay for a room in a hostel. (Notice I didn’t say a good night’s sleep; after many weeks of traveling this way, we arrived in Avignon, France, checked into a cheap hotel around 3:00 or 4:00pm and decided to take a nap. We slept until the next morning.)

When I pulled out this trip’s journal, I flipped through a few pages until I found the one above, showing our route with a few small highlights from each city visited. I had forgotten about the funny waiters in Brindisi, Italy but will never forget the drizzly afternoon spent walking through a cemetery in Florence. Arles, France gave us bright sunny weather and hours to explore the Amphitheater and in Verona, Italy we listened to Sting perform a concert here. On a train ride to Barcelona, I ran into the woman I rented an apartment from the summer before in Berkeley, California and I sobbed my eyes out the night our train pulled out of the station in Wurzburg, Germany, having just said good-bye to a friend I met on my previous backpacking trip (“Visiting Wurzburg was difficult, leaving it again was nearly traumatic. I was overwhelmed by all of the memories and emotions saying good-bye…”) All in all, sixteen cities in four weeks, including almost an entire week in Corfu, Greece.

My final entry in the journal says this:

{17 June 1991, United Airlines Flight 915 from Paris to Washington, D.C.}
“Another good-bye…but this time not to any particular person or any particular place…to a feeling, to an experience, to a way of life.

Tonight I will sleep in my own bed, tomorrow I will probably drive a car…I won’t hear a foreign language, I won’t look at a train schedule, I won’t use any money that isn’t the color green. I won’t eat Catalonian sausage, stuffed vine leaves, or pasta with pesto. I won’t drink sangria…wine from Wurzburg, or Fanta soda.

I cried on the plane today, but…this trip is ours. We don’t pay a fee for it, it is not taxable. Our memories will never depreciate…we have only gained from this trip – memories, love, optimism, strength, and unity.

When I think of this, I don’t cry.”

This was only the second overseas trip I had ever taken, and I was 22 years old. I knew then it would not be my last (“For now – but not forever – my overseas travel is over, and I stress BUT NOT FOREVER.”) I knew it was just the beginning. Sitting here more than two decades later with a colorful passport and memories from all over the planet, I still feel that giddy excitement of feeling like I have only just begun. With so much in the world to explore and experience, I doubt I’ll ever lose that excitement – of beauty, of wonder, of all the possibility that exists when I set foot on new soil.