It can be humbling to realize how much we have in common with those we attempt to help. -
As long as I have been making photographs, I have been
interested in the theme of homelessness.
For years I tried to figure out why, but it was when I stopped trying to
make sense of the interest, that the draw became clear.
Of course there will be those who argue that some people
actively choose this way of life, and I would not dispute that when/if
addictions and/or mental illness is involved, situations are more complicated.
Walking by panhandlers it's easy to assume an attitude of “us versus them”. Surely we are better because we are not living on the street, asking for change. Surely that would never happen to “me”, we imagine.
Nevertheless, I am certain of one thing – growing up, a child does not aim to be destitute, homeless, or alone. So, whether you choose to share a meal or a smile, volunteer your time or give change to those on the street is up to you. In the mean time, I will continue to document this struggle in photographs; a tangible reminder of something we can't afford to forget -- we are all the same.