Lately I been wondering what the purpose of my art is; what’s the purpose of my photography.
I wonder if other artists go thru this phase in order to growth their art.
In the search for an answer as always happens to me, I end up with more questions than answers.
After a few days pondering on the search for my photography purpose, I decided to give up the search and let it come to me.
I realize that the harder I searched, the less I wanted to take photos.
I enjoy taking photos, so I will keep taking them and eventually I will find my purpose.
The last thing I knew was that I already had my purpose, was just not realizing it.
As my grandfather will tell me “God is talking, you just not listening.”
On the Saturday of April 3, 2021 during the Easter celebrations I decided that I wanted to try and take photos of homeless people interacting with other people.
I also wanted to start exploring my local area, go outside explore the world like when I was a kid, curious about how everything worked.
After taking a picture of a lady praying with a homeless in the middle of the intersection, I pass by James who is sitting down under some little bushes; and just out of nowhere I said to him “did you had breakfast?” – I felt stupid asking that question, knowing the answer was no. But I honestly don’t know why I said that, it just popped out of my mouth.
I walked to Wendy’s and purchased lunch for James and I as it was 10:39am and breakfast was over.
James is not allowed inside the store, so I open the tailgate of my truck and set-up table to share lunch.
I listen to James story and we shared some of our experiences. James is from Alabama, and the death of his first unborn child was too much for him to handle.
That’s why I named his photo James Alabama.
James mention he could really use a jacket since it’s been a little cold and he doesn’t have one.
I walked to Walmart and purchased a nice jean jacket and a nice sweater.
James was so happy when received the gift, his eyes water.
When saying goodbye, he says if there is anything, he could do for me.
I replied, “no you already did.” I was feeling happy helping him and sharing lunch with him.
He replied again “you let me know if I can do anything for you, thank you.”
And my mouth again without permission just says, “let me take your picture.”
I had no intention of taking a posed portrait.
While processing James picture, the words that came to my mind where those of Matthew 10:5
These twelve Jesus sent forth, and commanded them, saying, Go not into the way of the Gentiles, and into any city of the Samaritans enter ye not: But go rather to the lost sheep of the house of Israel. And as ye go, preach, saying, The kingdom of heaven is at hand. Heal the sick, cleanse the lepers, raise the dead, cast out devils: freely ye have received, freely give. Provide neither gold, nor silver, nor brass in your purses, Nor scrip for your journey, neither two coats, neither shoes, nor yet staves: for the workman is worthy of his meat. And into whatsoever city or town ye shall enter, inquire who in it is worthy; and there abide till ye go thence. And when ye come into an house, salute it. And if the house be worthy, let your peace come upon it: but if it be not worthy, let your peace return to you. And whosoever shall not receive you, nor hear your words, when ye depart out of that house or city, shake off the dust of your feet. Verily I say unto you, It shall be more tolerable for the land of Sodom and Gomorra in the day of judgment, than for that city.
That’s the moment that I was touched by the light.
My purpose is to help rescuing souls thru my lens.