The 2nd relationship I focused on was a group of homeless people near my neighborhood. It was a mixed reaction when I approached them with my intent. Fortunately, I started speaking with the woman first, who was originally from Honduras. (She left her country with an American man who quickly kicked her out upon arriving to America 20 years ago) Since I had spent some time in Honduras, she was enthusiastic to hear about my travels in her country. One man wanted cash, the other didn’t “give a f*&$” if I photographed them. I offered food, but no money. The greatest concern from them seemed to be that they didn’t want it published in a newspaper, I was told that hypothetically some homeless people are on the run from the law.
I was grateful that they let me shoot, and they quickly continued on with their conversations, trips to the gas station for beer and cigarettes, and toilet stops behind the bushes. They all were talkative and friendly toward me, telling me some of their history and daily struggles. The shoot ended when another homeless man ran up and told us a hamburger joint was on fire. It was 20 yards away and that fire turned into my 3rd relationship exercise.
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some good pics and interestingly I was thinking of approaching the homeless that spend their days drinking at the bottom of my street, as yet I havn’t approached them. I find the pipes coming out of the black guys head distracting though.
I think its great that you are doing this article & photo’s of the homeless, it seems that so many dont really understand how people get into that situation,recently with the prices of every thing going up and homes gettting foreclosed some people whom think they are above being homeless just may end up there too !! so until ya walk in another’s shoes dont judde others !! god bless you for doing this ! “heartsnsouls”