A LITTLE BIT ABOUT PORTRAITURE
I believe that I began taking portraits of people way before I owned a camera.
How can I ever forget the look on my mum’s face the first time she learned that the small business she was trying to start completely failed?
How can I forget the fear in the eyes of that little boy who was alone & lost his shoes in a huge crowd full of adults he didn’t know?
And how can I forget the sparkle in that Gentle man’s eyes when he just saw the lady I know he is very fond of?
I remember looking out a taxi window one afternoon and staring at people walking in every direction, pointing at each one of them in my head and thinking….this one probably have the same life as my aunt…this one is probably thinking of their children they can’t provide for…this one probably hates their job…Aghhh…and my eyes were filled with tears thinking of the challenges in human existence and the struggle for survival that comes with it.
I remember the face of the woman who sold me church candle tonight. I don’t remember what she wore but our eyes met and I decided that may be, if I bought few candles from her instead of somebody else, then perhaps it could be of some little help to her. And then as I hand out to her the ten bucks, I saw the look on the face of another woman nearby who was also selling candle sticks.
I stared at her and she looked away. As cheesy as it sounds, I imagined her soul screaming “Unlucky night” inside. I reached to my bag to buy more candles from her as well. But for some reason, I changed my mind and walked away.
I was never good in remembering names, phone numbers or styles of a person. But I always remembered faces and through faces, souls of each person.
I love Portrait because it allows me to let you see what I see in people and to let us understand about the beyond in each one of us, human beings.