i never grow numb to those vying for any kind of life on the streets.... mentally ill.. homeless.. addicts...foreclosed out of homes....
i wince .... feel guilty walking by to wherever im going... thinking whatever it is .. is so important....but it’s not..... bc for me seeing “them" is a fleeting pain or hurt ... i can move on.. not see again....... but for them it's definitive at least in that moment..
i often stop.. not knowing if i’m humanizing things or am i entering a space unwanted.......
i walked by this gal.. kept walking on my way and then stopped.. turned back..i couldnt keep going...... i was deeply bothered.. she was bitten all over.. it was humid and 90... she was dirty and had flies landing on her....
i talked to her. she smiled appreciating i think my presence... i offered her some food... some money for her cup. she smiled and was grateful.
i took a look at her again.... came back.. her head was down in shame........... but i knew... know... that it is the rest of us that should feel shame... that we live in a world where people are so diesnfranchized....dehumanized.....disposable.......and live such deplorable existences.
to capture an image ..or not? for me..... to Shoot.. not to exploit.. but because i See her.. she has been seen.. i want her seen
