Its a new day.view new things.



Fenced out

Not tampered

forest of M.t Kenya


Note to self.

A thunderstorm parade passes through in the night, only that the storm

is made of reckless drunks. In fact these people are so reckless, i Believe a thunderstorm

would wreck less.

Sometimes i fear my vest less chest,

so far

so good,

I see less stress

Rest less

but see i’m not restless.


lamp giveth takethlimuru

short story Part 1 is on the Written Pictures Page on  this Website.

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Trapped pt.2

Theories I learnt when I was a child, way back when I believed in super heroes such as super man saving people from their cruel encounters with villeins that were bored out of their minds and decided to take over their world and spend their time in blissful torture chambers tailored by their twisted beliefs…. t.b.c..Written pictures page in menu.


Breath in…….Breath out.

If my father created all his children alike then I am afraid to say that my shine is as bright his son my sun and my first always told never to trust and you will never be undercover..up in the air hovering just like my brother..

How does he breath way up in space, is he running on a different pace,is he ahead of me.i guess he is. Every time I look, he’s above me, he demands a squint from the eyes and a hand raised to the forehead but still I can’t see his face…wait what if I’m in the wrong place?

An suggestions? The ponderous question mark was never in my criteria of intentions,nor was life or anything else,a narrow path he set for me wether I walk it up on my hands or feet at the end of the day the one thing I need is something to eat..could that be it??

You know the world is round?? Do you?? Is my brother above me or below me…why is that in the day I see only him but when he’s beside me during sunset he gives way to all my siblings far far away is he the strongest or is life unfair?

Such a question would dig in my skin like a little scare and now it turn to night hello my fellow stars.
It’s like choosing which step to take on an escalator, should I wait for the next one or should I jump pressing my toes forward as I do my best not to think of the cruelty of falling off the judged edge loosing my place and starting again full of new scars…questions to ask. Untold stories that I need to unmask.

Well even coach says that communication is the key to a good basketball as my knees combine with the surface of my earth maybe I have something to say my knees are on the ground so I might as well bow down to pray..I need assurance that I will be okay,and my narrow path wont be so empty..

I part my hairy knees from the ground,I don’t want to be conformed with a deformed girl encouraging me to take hits from a bong,trying to make me think that that was the solution all along. I need to shine, keep up or even better reclaim what’s mine, I paid good money for this life,with out a warranty one thing I will never be sure about is how much time is mine.



Its as tasty as it is colourful

How could a tale of two cities be so negative.

hello yellow fella

We Kenyans tend to forget a lot,we are preoccupied with protecting our loved ones that we forget that life is about enjoying yourself and absorbing the beauty of our surroundings friends family and even the nature of strangers sitting abnormally close to each other on a bus stop bench, shows that maybe we don’t forget that beauty, Maybe we mealy put it aside for a better day..Thus I would be comfortable saying that We Kenyans are blind, unable to see the true and amazingly awesome gorgeous Country we call Our home. So if you honestly “jivunia kuwa mKenya” then next time you find your self smashed up between two strangers,turn to one of them,just one..and ask him how he is doing and see how much that will remind you of your good old memories that you set aside for this bright day.




  1. buggzphotography · June 15, 2012

    This is my blog,i hope you like it 😀

  2. Shi · June 15, 2012

    pictures look deep,keep it up!

  3. nhlanhla · June 20, 2012

    dude i think i’m starting to say this alot, but *ef it these pictures are dope,keep on keepin’ on!

  4. marvcrazii · August 29, 2012

    Lots so props bruh,loving this 🙂

  5. don · August 29, 2012

    am feelin’ the last one.. really hits home ‘no pun intended’ haha

  6. whisperywind · November 28, 2012

    Ian! your pics are amazing. 🙂 I only just started blogging. follow my blog.

  7. hotcoffeeyes · December 9, 2012

    I’m so glad I stumbled on your blog! Your posts go to deep familiar, and wildly unexpected places. It feels like fresh air.

    I have a question to ask you,
    would you mind emailing me at finleystill (at)

    Thank you for sharing this. I’ll look forward to your updates. 🙂

    • buggzphotography · February 1, 2013

      Hey sorry i’m only replying now haven’t blogged in a while. My camera got stolen so I’ve been trying to hustle a new one.still trying…but thanx alot i try to make the post as abstract as possible so everyone can make their own sense of them in a positive way..cheers hey 😀

  8. Francisco Maleke · June 1, 2016

    Still killing it bro…. the still movies you leave here are so poignant. Miss you bro..

  9. shi · May 11, 2017

    we want more!

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