hung out on the streets for a few hours with my cam
watched
clicked
walked
sat
listened
i keep telling myself
i need to spend more time in the streets
and this reinforced it
i saw this girl
gave her something
asked if i could take a pic from behind so i didn't show her face
and walked away
she looked so young ..
i went back and asked her how old she was
18
i kept walking
shooting
watching
this obviously homeless woman walked by
her hair done in a classy swept fashion
dress
boots
i think she saw me notice her
her demeanour picked-up
she walked by and stopped 30 or 40 feet away
i realized she probably saw me look at her, so i turned away, talking to my friend on the phone
suddenly there was this verbal explosion
loud
angry
for all of a minute
i couldn't understand what she was saying
neither could i understand what just happened
.. . . .. .
there were street-musicians
some of them very good
children dancing to the music
some people drop money into the guitar case
someone sitting alone
under a tree
staring off into their distance
thinking, maybe
reminiscing, maybe
wishing ?
some kid
stuff by a bench
writing
and Cloud Dancer
or Star Gazer
or whoever, i forget
been on the street for many years
can roll with one hand
extrovert
likes to chat
i learned i know very little about people
especially my homeless friends
i need to know
i want to know
it doesn't bode well to be trying to help people when i don't understand them much
their motivation
their attitudes
problems
worldview
i keep telling myself
i need to spend more time in the streets
i intend to
for them
for Jesus
for kingdom
~|~ .. .
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