Bad things do happen; how I respond to them defines my character and the quality of my life. I can choose to sit in perpetual sadness, immobilized by the gravity of my loss, or I can choose to rise from the pain and treasure the most precious gift I have - life itself. <Walter Anderson>
When I read this quote, I felt that It was typified by the young lady below.
She has lost the use of both legs from polio and visits the shrine of Bari Imam to pay her respects and pray for spiritual strength and guidance. She has to crawl on the stumps of her knees and hands and uses plastic sandals on her knee and hands to protect them from the hard ground and in this case the heat of the ground. The temperature was close to 40C and even I could feel the heat burning through the soles of my shoes. I was watching her have a lively conversation with somebody on the sidewalk and managed to capture her vivacious and broad smile. She puts us all to shame
She has lost the use of both legs from polio and visits the shrine of Bari Imam to pay her respects and pray for spiritual strength and guidance. She has to crawl on the stumps of her knees and hands and uses plastic sandals on her knee and hands to protect them from the hard ground and in this case the heat of the ground. The temperature was close to 40C and even I could feel the heat burning through the soles of my shoes. I was watching her have a lively conversation with somebody on the sidewalk and managed to capture her vivacious and broad smile. She puts us all to shame
I thought that I would do a journal about it and went through my works to select people that eptomise the quote. With almost every image there was a story, an interaction that i could vividly recall. Within each person I found a thousand inspirations, within each person I found a thousand reasons to feel humble, within each person I found a thousand reasons to be proud of each and every one. Sometimes I feel, that when I take my camera out on the street, the pleasure is more of infusing into diverse and extraordinary humanity, than that of actually capturing the image.
Sometimes, I feel, the camera is just an excuse.
