Freedom or Death

I came of age in some of the darkest years of apartheid. Coming from a moderately liberal family – my parents were in fact both German Jewish refugees who fled the Holocaust – I grew up with a sense that I had unearned white privilege. Like many white people of my generation, I felt terrible about the violence and brutality that was going on, while also powerless to do anything about it.

So after university, I started to work as a photographer, and became part of a young generation of