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Tuesday, July 27, 2010


at the end of 2003, beginning 2004, myself and a girl called cari, went on a
trip for just over 1 month... we both sat in position of finding work, or goin to
namibia on a very low budget...

anyway, it ended up, that we got invited to stay in a village in the very far north
of namibia, near the town of katima malilo (spelling)... while we were there we
wuddenly realised we were close to vic falls... so we decided to continue our journey
to atleast vic falls...

so on our way to vic falls, we ended up having to spend three days in kasani, in botswana...
this is very much a holiday town, full of holiday resorts... so on a budget, we did not have
much to do in this town of kasani... so we spent each day, wondering around, and then going into resorts as if we stayed there, and hanging out at the pool, as if we were geusts there...

at our third resort, on the last day, there was a couple at the pool with us... it was a german couple as far as i can remember... we noticed that the man was blind, and the woman could see... but they were doing everything together... they swam in the pool, jus before they reached the edge, the woman would tell the man that the edge was close... it was amazing how much she cared for him, and giuded him... and how much he could do alone, with her helpfull aid...

they then got out the pool, and lay down on the deck chairs near the pool... the woman then read a book, aloud, so they could both enjoy it... it was totally, as if the woman was his eyes...

we observed this, while trying to see how long we could spend under water... im not sure why, but cari is a diver, and i have always been a bit obsessed with trying to swim laps under water... and about 6 months before i had damaged a lung, and could feel it hurt the longer i spent under water... but also felt, that the more i did this long breath holding, the better my lung got...

anyway, during all this, cari looks me and says, "if i was ever blind, i would want a partner like that"... and yes, it made us both think alot... for me, my mom worked with blind people since i was small, and it has always been a fear of mine to loose my sight... but when i saw this, i realised, as i knew before through other people i have seen, under the right conditions, you can still continue a beautifull life... or atleast having beautifull moments... and with the right love, you become a unit...

i write this now, at a time when a person close to me, is in need of care... and i wish, he had the same love from certain people in his life, that i saw this day...

it also makes me realise, more and more, what i wish for in a future lover (if destiny allows), and also in my friends and loved ones...

damn... i will stop there...

Monday, July 26, 2010



the helplessnes of it all...

the learning to deal with the changes...

to take the punches...

to bend and flex...

at times in life...
we will all get faced with changes...
sometimes its due to a job...
or a woman...
or a physical factor...

but our strength will come from how we handle the change...

sometimes we cant take the change...

its too much...
it eats us up...
and makes us slip...
even further...
into dealing...
with even more change...

other times we stand up...
and face it...
and come away stronger...

sometimes...
the things that hold us back...
are just in our minds...
other times they are real...
and we deal with pain...
or disabilities...
that make certain things impossible...

but no mater what the situation...
our strength...
at adapting...
flexing...
and smiling...

are what will carry us thru...

Sunday, July 18, 2010



and there comes a time...
when we forget about the mess...
and we take the bull by the horns...

we learn from yesterday...
and grow for tommorrow...

but basically...
we put ourselves in the now...

and we do...
and we feel...
and we live...
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Saturday, July 17, 2010



saturday afternoon, in the mountain kingdom of lesotho, is a good time, for young sheperds to play stick fighting... this young boy, who is a school kid during the week, will help with the animals during the weekend... here, he is showing off some stick fighting style, while some older boys, play in the background...
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Friday, July 16, 2010

Wednesday, July 14, 2010




the day i flew...

Tuesday, July 13, 2010


the rational...
versus the irrational...

the panick...
because of the reality...
because of the changes...
the wounds that dont heal...
that get worse...

the things you suddenly cant do...
that you could...

realising that time...
is no longer on your side...

that now you need to change your perspective...
to accept what will be...
that you can pull on that hour hand...
as much as you wish...
but nothing...
will change what is to come...

at this moment...
regret must be set free...
to avoid more regret...
and more pain...

and to open yourself...
to what will be...

Monday, July 12, 2010

Friday, July 9, 2010

13 april 2010


a cross above a chalk board, in ha tseko primary school, eastern highlands
of lesotho... lesotho is an aprox. 90 to 95 percent christian country...
this class room is also a church on sunday, it is common that many
primary schools, have one class room that doubles as a church
on sundays...

13 may 2010


a broken window, in the old "cape herme's hotel", port st. johns, transkei...
in the transkei, there are many buildin and ownership restrictions, which
help to keep it a little untouched... for some reason, due to ownership
factors, this hotel has been an abandoned building for more than aprox.
15years... i will feature more pictures of this soon...

8 may 2010


a ticket booth, at the maclair "kunsfees"(arts festival)... this
image made me think of different lifestyles, and the little dog,
somehow fits...

16 june 2010


playing with reflections, a pastime of mine... mtswaki, in the reflection,
on her way to fetch water from a spring... this was at number 10
riverside, eastern highlands of lesotho...

22 may 2010


young boys fishing, in the transkei, close to mdumbi back packers...
after a 3 hour hike, from coffee shack, to mdumbi, i came accross these
boys, who did not mind being photographed... they kept getting their
lines tangled, but had atleast 10 fish lying on the beach... so this
was these where their final catches of the day, during a transkei
sunset...




a life...
full of dreams...
from a infant...
to an adult...
growing...
feeling...
smiling...
crying...
dreaming...

study...
move out...
marry...
buy a house...
start a business..
have kids...

and life gos on...
but the real dream...
is lost somewhere...
in the need to live...
to be loved...
and to survive...

and money slips away...
and love hurts...
and your kids get older...
and one day...
someone tells you...
that you possibly have...
a few more months to live...

not years...
months...

and i wonder what you think...
when you told...
that the dreams will end...
and this time is over...
and i know it hurts you...
as it hurts me...

cause time has passed us by...

and the kitten scratches...
and grips my hand...
as i get lost in these words...
between my mind...
my fingers...
the keyboard...
and the cyber space...

Thursday, July 8, 2010







brothers...!!!
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in this desert...
you are whatever you want to be...
a lover of men...
a lover of woman...
a hero...
a villian...
a master...
a slave...

the walls are taken away...
and you are you...
you have no one to answer to...
no obligation to anyone...
jus free to float...
to sing...
to shout...
to dance...
to trip...

some people need this break...
from there so called reality...
for some...
this is thier reality...
to be wondering free...
whoever they wanna be...
in this playground...
in the desert...
does this make us question our own reality...?

our own life, that is garaunteed one thing, a material end...

and a realisation, that an expected end, is better than a surprise...

although, no lose should be surprise, since this is the only garauntee of life...

and this realisation, could guide us in, appreciating our own exsistence, and that of others...

is this contemplation logical...?





Wednesday, July 7, 2010



what do you say or feel, when a loved one says to you, "im not ready to die yet..." ?

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