This photo series, “Dusty Congo,” kind of strays from the sports documentary you went to the Congo to make. How would you describe what the photos turned out to be? In other words, what do you want your viewers to take away?
[Laughs] Yes, they do stray from my brief just a little. I would shoot the documentary in the day and then concentrate on a couple of personal projects at dusk, “Dusty Congo” being one of them. I think this set gives a sense of normality of day-to-day life in Kinshasa. They hint at the amazing colours and fashion without giving too much away.
So you shot this series in Kinshasa, which is the capital and the largest city of the Democratic Republic of the Congo, right?
Kinshasa is an attack on the senses—crazy traffic jams light up the night as there are no street lights on the side streets. Some of my colleagues on this trip told me that they looked at some websites before they left, like TripAdvisor, about the Congo, and they read things like, “Don’t go out at night if you are white." That’s bullshit, and it really annoys me. The people who write this stuff must be really wet behind the ears.