Begin with the man in the grey suit, a ringed patch on his head. Then, turn to the other man in construction overalls, whose stance is not one of waiting but deliberation. He is thus key to meaning in the photograph, a sense that there are those who watch and others whose responsibility is to compose chaos into a pattern. Yet, it is the fact he stands outside the small hill—where a line of people turn sideways and form clusters—that makes him a man dealing with urgent concerns. As a final comparison, note the shoeless man who maneuvers a taxi: neither waiting nor deliberating, he makes a path along a distressed day.

The photograph was made on the morning of June 5, 2015, in Accra (Kwame Nkrumah Circle), just a few meters away from the location where flood waters had caused a patrol station explosion the night before. 

The next morning I set out trying to document the state of the place. The whole area was barricaded by security services. I chanced upon this scene of the many people that had come to view what had happened. I liked the scene and I made the photograph.

The photograph has more meaning now than when I made it because it captures the remnant of a tragic day in Accra and it's a reminder for me to continue to photograph, no matter what is happening. 

My approach is that of a curious observer, documenting things around me. I often find deeper meaning in the photographs as I spend more time looking at them. 

I love how photography brings people together; even without a deep visual understanding most people are able to appreciate photographs. It has been my way into people's lives and it has taken me places. At the same time it is my tool for self-expression: it gives me the opportunity to share my view of the world.