Over the weekend we saw what we were looking for ... there was a large group of homeless people sitting around a circle near a very long but narrow group of trees on Southern Blvd in West Palm. Some were in wheelchairs others sitting on milk crates. We imagined them as storytellers, news bearers, historians of sorts with the ability to paint visual images and create a greater measure of understanding for those who choose to listen.
We also immagined ourselves driving to the nearest convienence store to buy a case of beer and inviting ourselves to the circle as story listeners and photo takers, that might capture a story
of our own that we could paint for other listeners. We didn't didn't do that but the image of that circle stayed with me all week. Opportunity lost.
Yesterday afternoon we passed by the same location and even though the people were not there the circle was ...
We passed it up then decided to go to the trouble of circling around to take the shot. What we found was more than just an abandoned circle, it was where they live ...
Where they sleep ...
Where they bathe ...
Where they put their things ...
yes, maybe did get a little personal ...
without being invited ...
and maybe we did not get the exact photo that we envisioned ...
but we did get a story, and this is my version ... it would be interesting to hear what Dave would tell if he were the writer here.
yes, maybe did get a little personal ...
without being invited ...
and maybe we did not get the exact photo that we envisioned ...
but we did get a story, and this is my version ... it would be interesting to hear what Dave would tell if he were the writer here.
maybe we'll get brave enough or lucky enough one day to capture the real story, but for now this one will have to do.
2 comments:
This entry is intense (not in a bad way).
Very powerful!
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