This Is Why 99% Of Kenyan Models And Professional Photographers Need To Get A Life.

I have to admit to have been a part of this quagmire before the good lord redeemed me. There is a pretty girl I used to know, We used to joke that since food had refused to manifest in her body, she should probably consider becoming a model. God knows how many accolades that face would have brought to our little commune in Mathioya. It never happened though, my long time friend Diana never became a model. Kenyan photographers killed her career and her future. Now wonder they need to take several seats. 

 I cannot begin to fathom the number of times that I have imagined opening a can of worms on their heads (these vain photographers) I mean, there is a good percentage of men and women who make a kill, bring up families and lead a decent life from the flashes and lenses. Take a look at Buo art, Eyecon, Emmanuel Jambo, Panaito, Alex Mayeye and score others who have been behind some of the major projects in the industry. 

Then bring in the quacks: Disillusioned College kids with cameras and editing software. To this, add, a few college going girls with average faces, not so bad a booty, passable boobs and a clutch-bag full of modelling dreams. That ladies gentlemen forms our vicious cycle. 

All you ever see on social media are shady posters calling upon ladies for photoshoots (at fancy joints) for a fee. Eager to make it in life, girls pay through the nose for a pack of 10 photos which they only use for whatsapp and social media for a handful of likes. 

Year after year,quack Kenyan photographers continue to propagate the idea that all a model needs are photos. We have had thousands of photos that never made it past social media. 

Piece of advice to models: Just buy a freaking smart phone and take as many photos as you want. Photos in skimpy clothing at paradise lost wont make you Ajuma Or Neomi Campbell. 

Piece of advice to quack Photographers: Get lost. Sell off that darn camera and go back to school,get a real job and grow up while at it. Fleecing a few wannabes at the arboretum won’t make you a millionaire. 

You are welcome.