A Fine Line


At one time or another we all walk a fine line between 2 opposing realities.  Working as I do with some of the worlds most challenged people I feel and see it in a big way.  Walking around places like Sellur in India, or Shada in Haiti is a big cultural slap on the side of your head.  There you are, walking through small narrow sidestreets, literally looking into the homes of the "have-nots", there are no Wiis, computers or walk in closets here, they don't even have running water.  Walking around with $10,000 worth of photo-equipment, more money than they may earn in a lifetime, how can you balance that out in your head.  When I return home for a while it is almost like reverse trauma, how did I get so lucky?  Another slap in the face, forget about it, stop wasting your time on feeling sorry for yourself or guilty because you are lucky!  This is where many people might tune out when they hear the stories of the poor, because it is the easy thing, instead I wanted to do something about it instead.

I decided that because I don't have a degree as an engineer, I'm not a trained medical worker, the best thing I could do is do what I do best, that is connect with real people, and tell their stories through imagery.  REAL FACES is born from that, I am always drawn in by a photograph of a person, it grabs me and pulls me in, I want to know more.  I am insatiably curious about how others live thieir lives, I love to hear their stories, like the cab drivers, the water delivery woman, the mother of 10.  These are the people that are living the lives we want to familiarize the rest of the world with.  The one thing I have found with everyone I have met so far, they are just like me, they have joy, happiness, struggle, and they all want to do better.  I don't know what the magic key is to ending the imbalance in the world, I only know I am going to keep on trying to change the perspective of people here, to partner with the people there.  Little by little it is happening.

The image attached is of a girl with 2 water containers, she was going out in the early evening before dark to get some water and stopped by a street exhibition I had organized with a youth group in Haiti, she stayed for quite a while but was very shy.


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