Kokum is Cree for grandmother.
She doesn't speak English but her eyes are loving and welcoming and speak volumes to me. She is surrounded by family who love her.
That is such a beautiful picture!! My favourite photographs are ones of people like this, when you can see their love in their eyes! I remember one you took of an old man with a fiddle or something too that this reminds me of.
Ah yes I love capturing years of experience in one moment and the old glossy eyes and the wrinkles all tell a story I would love to know. I have this dream of doing a book on poverty - capturing the eyes of those who have struggled daily in this nasty world of ours. I want to tellg their story. But I am not a writer - so I am looking for that person with writing skills and the same dream. :) We look at people who have struggled all their life and done without - food, clothing, shelter, riendship and love. Somehow we don't like this - we assume it is their own fault and we turn a blind eye. But everyone has a story and everyone wants to be loved and needed. hmmm one day....
Julie you need to contact Pam Smith. She goes to our church. She goes to Nepal every year and send us updates. She is a wonderful writer and would love to have you come along and photograph her visits I bet. I just had tea with her yesterday. she has just returned from Nepal and always has amazing stories of the kids in the orphanage and the rains and the women.
hmmm Nepal - that is a long way away. Perhaps - wherever the Lord leads. In my minds eye I had visions of the poverty in my own back yard - the fellow who hangs out with his hat on the ground at the mall, or the other fellow who bikes everywhere loaded down with all his worldly possessions. The guy camped out on the river bank. Some of them have been my clients in health care because they were so badly beaten. Some have had a horrendous upbringing of violence and some have mental health issues never addressed. Some just a product of no parenting. We could start a whole blog on this subject. :)
And aren't the streets of Victoria filled with people with a story to tell. The Lord is still forming this idea in me and I am waiting for Him to clarify and open doors. :) I know He has given me this insatiable passion for photography for a reason. :)
That is such a beautiful picture!! My favourite photographs are ones of people like this, when you can see their love in their eyes! I remember one you took of an old man with a fiddle or something too that this reminds me of.
ReplyDeleteAh yes I love capturing years of experience in one moment and the old glossy eyes and the wrinkles all tell a story I would love to know. I have this dream of doing a book on poverty - capturing the eyes of those who have struggled daily in this nasty world of ours. I want to tellg their story. But I am not a writer - so I am looking for that person with writing skills and the same dream. :)
ReplyDeleteWe look at people who have struggled all their life and done without - food, clothing, shelter, riendship and love. Somehow we don't like this - we assume it is their own fault and we turn a blind eye. But everyone has a story and everyone wants to be loved and needed.
hmmm one day....
Julie you need to contact Pam Smith. She goes to our church. She goes to Nepal every year and send us updates. She is a wonderful writer and would love to have you come along and photograph her visits I bet. I just had tea with her yesterday. she has just returned from Nepal and always has amazing stories of the kids in the orphanage and the rains and the women.
ReplyDeletehmmm Nepal - that is a long way away. Perhaps - wherever the Lord leads. In my minds eye I had visions of the poverty in my own back yard - the fellow who hangs out with his hat on the ground at the mall, or the other fellow who bikes everywhere loaded down with all his worldly possessions. The guy camped out on the river bank. Some of them have been my clients in health care because they were so badly beaten. Some have had a horrendous upbringing of violence and some have mental health issues never addressed. Some just a product of no parenting.
ReplyDeleteWe could start a whole blog on this subject. :)
I'm into that ... we should talk about this sometime! Don't know if I'm a good enough writer, but if you do it, I'd love to help somehow!
ReplyDeleteAnd aren't the streets of Victoria filled with people with a story to tell. The Lord is still forming this idea in me and I am waiting for Him to clarify and open doors. :) I know He has given me this insatiable passion for photography for a reason. :)
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