Help me pull off my biggest camel drawing mission to date

I’m on my way back to Mali as I write this. Bus to New York. Subway to JFK. Flight to Brussels. Hang out for two days. Flight to Lisbon. Flight to Bamako. Despite whatever fatigue I may experience, I am gearing up for a record breaking camel drawing mission that...

Remembering Chéché Dramé

While waiting for a customs agent to come to an agreement with a man that had many jerry cans of palm oil on our minibus, we stood in the road and listened to Chéché Dramé on my girlfriend’s cellphone. Trucks and busses tore past, slaloming around potholes,...

This is a story from Bamako that you probably have not heard

Sunset at Bamako Plage With attention rightfully focused on northern Mali, a story is unfolding in Bamako that should not be ignored. Before I get into it, let me first say that I was never in support of the coup. Furthermore, this post is not some kind of retroactive...

The life of one family from Timbuktu since the rebellion

Mariam is the oldest sister in a Tamashek family from Timbuktu. I have written about Mariam’s family before. I stayed with them in early January, when Timbuktu was a different place. We slept at the base of a dune, a 5 minute walk from a round the clock...