The Greatest Poverty
“We think sometimes that poverty is only being hungry, naked and homeless. The poverty of being unwanted, unloved and uncared for is the greatest poverty. We must start in our own homes to remedy this kind of poverty.”
Mother Teresa of Calcutta
I had an apprehension of shooting this subject and felt as though there was initially something wrong. What made me take is that I wanted to start a discussion about the feelings we (people in general) have towards those who are less-fortunate. I'm hoping the mood of this image helps demonstrate my concern and desire to talk about that which, instinctually, does not feel like it should happen in this world.
When I see less-fortunate people in the city, I am compelled to two actions -
* I have an involuntary desire to help, but am not sure of the avenues to do so through. Giving money on the spot as well as to organizations who help on a broader level leave me questioning if the effort I've gone forward with in the past has helped as much as it could. Sadly I cannot personally find an alternative.
* This frustration with the apathy others have with respect to these individuals. I'm not sure how or why this comes about in other people? Is it awkwardness, embarrassment, insensitivity caused by overexposure, fear or something else?
(Taken outside of the Porter Square Subway Station)