(Pollution on the coast of Ghana)

Like panning for gold, children scour the promising waves of Ghana’s Accra beaches. Computer, plastic and metal waste are collected by little hands. An incessant to-and-fro between the surf of the heavily laden waves and the pickings of the bargain hunters is taking place. I discovered “the beach-bin”, as the locals call it, littered with rubbish washed up by the sea.

That day, on the sand, in front of his open-air desk, a child was imaginary typing on a real, salvaged computer keyboard. I can’t help thinking about its original owner. Could he have imagined for a moment that his keyboard would one day cross the oceans and end up in the hands of a child on a white sandy beach in the Gulf of Guinea?

                                            Christian Barbé september 2023