Nothing winks at me from the realm of the ancestral like showing up to a Reframe photography workshop at the Namibian Arts Association and having one of the students state that they are all of 17.It's sobering. It warps the rules of time and shared space. It forces me to take a long, unflinching look at my life and recall that, on any given day of my own 17th year, chances are I was bunking law school to spend an afternoon on Camps Bay beach.Seventeen is going to be a great photographer.With the flexibility of homeschooling, a DSLR camera and a dream, they're already raking in that matric farewell cash which they plan to add to their university fund when not training for a 300-kilometre cycling event.
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