The shepherds roam the highlands of Lesotho.
The poorer people of the country try to make a living in the mountains as sheep or cow herders. Many days and nights they walk through this beautiful but wet and cold landscape with their cattle. A hard and lonely existence with a wind that never dies and their cattle as their only company.
All the shepherds we encountered and “spoke” had a different story. Because I did not always understand the stories, I started photographing the faces, because Lesotho has many faces. Beautiful soft faces with beautiful eyes and white teeth, to dark faces with tired eyes and many wrinkles that reflect the harsh conditions of the mountains. All the faces have a story to tell.
08/12/2017
Africa, Lesotho