ravaged~ Yunnan

ravaged~Yunnan

ravaged~Yunnan

We were driving along one of the long dirt roads leading to far off villages of Yunnan and neighboring Sichuan when I had a strong instinct to stop the car. And as instincts are mostly right if we choose to listen to them, down a slope on the side of the road this most incredible woman was sitting under a broken umbrella and an old straw hat trying to hide from the blazing sun of the Yunnan mountains. She spoke no words, only gestured with her hands and smiled her glowing toothless smile through a muddy face and tangled hair framing her warm face. In the end of her consenting gladly fo my friend and I photographing her, she asked with hand signals for water that she accepted from us with so much gratitude. She was adorned with strange jewelry and wore muddy rags, but she had the power to leave such a strong impression on us, that I most certainly found myself filing her memory in the ‘unforgettable’ category.

let me tell you~Yunnan

let me tell you~Yunnan

 

Day Two Hundred Fifty Three, October 2, 2011

alone in the rain

I wonder what life is like for a man working in the sea, to have the earth shifting beneath you constantly, to have long hours of alone time between sky and water, to rarely experience stable ground, to be exposed to the elements day in and day out, to become intimately familiar with the movement of sun, stars and moon and to know the real joy of loneliness…

photo taken: Man on a boat docking in the rain in a harbor in Hong Kong