Moments of connection

A simple truth that I forever marvel at: the more open I am with my subjects, the more open (braver, more vulnerable, more giving) they are with me.

Another day, another moment reflecting on what might have been

Also:
Reflecting on whether there will be enough for dinner,
...on whether the dumpster in back has been picked through
...on whether the shelter will be a place of safety or continued violence
...on whether anyone notices that I'm only wearing socks
...on whether change will come in our lifetime

Don't give change. Make change.

Exhausted

Welcome to my world

Emerging from shadows

I like to talk. (Call it an occupational hazard.) Traveling as I do allows me to meet all sorts of people. I've made it a rule to speak to every single one of them before taking a photo. It feels like the respectful thing to do. And I end up having some of the most fascinating, thought-provoking, perspective inducing conversations. And then as I'm taking pictures (which has become my daily mental/visual exercise regimen) I can see the stories I just heard play out on their faces. These are incredibly powerful moments for me. I am lucky. So very lucky.

Waiting for another sunset from the garden

Conjuring up something powerful

Another day, another couple of clouds feeling fabulous

I spy:
a tiny herd of elephants,
a large monkey with lots to say
a man with a large nose trying to whistle