The
Tiger
The
Eats
You
Won’t
Spare
Me
The
Tiger
That
Eats
You
Won’t
Spare
Me
Between 2008 and 2011 I spent a lot of time in Nepal, photographing people I met on mountain roads — road builders working stone by stone, families who became friends.
Then, on 25 April 2015, the earthquake struck. Around 9,000 people died.
In the aftermath I tried to contact my friends & also families I shared meals with and photographed. I reached some but others who had no phones or lived in remote areas were unreachable.
Along with my close Nepali friend Nathan we have travelled the roads looking for those people. Sharing old printed images and following the path where locals told us we may find the families we searched for.
The route runs north out of Kathmandu and keeps going: Nuwakot, Dhunche, west to Rukum and to the villages that took the worst of it. Along the way there is a buildings that stood for centuries and came down in minutes, now being rebuilt by hand, stone on stone. There are new concrete houses where old stone ones stood. There is a valley where a mountain came down and the village was rebuilt in another valley.
Nepal rebuilds with its hands. That's most of what I've photographed here, one way or another.
What I really feel we have built are friendships. United by images of a nation crafting, working and eating together under the shadow of the Tiger, the Himalayas that give and take.
The documentary film is due for release in 2028 with accompanying photobook.