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5949: Re: 5991: RE: a poem, regarding Ayisyen and photographers , (fwd)
From: Lois E Wilcken <email@example.com>
Thank you, Wendy, for the poem. I'm sure it stirs a variety of memories
for many of us. People in the neighborhood where I stay in
Port-au-Prince know me well by now, and many ask to have their photos
taken. But I remember an incident where I wanted to photograph a friend
at his work as a barber. The man whose hair he was cutting objected.
"Foreigners," he said, "bring their pictures home to show others our
misery." It made me realize that I was viewing the scene very
differently from this man.
My friend Chantal Regnault, a professional photographer, remembers
photographing a ditch in Cite Soleil that was especially representative
of the sordid conditions there. She was conscious of an elderly woman
crouched in a spot nearby watching her. As Chantal left, the woman said,
"You've been taking pictures of that ditch for fifteen years. And after
fifteen years, nothing has changed here."
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