To Trust and Connect One Stranger at a Time

Sassy

We shared a table in a cafe and talked. We talked about a little folk club called Chez Paree that was around in the 60’s and 70′s.

“I couldn’t decide if I was a folkie or a hippie. But in the end I became a hippie.”

We talked about the loss of freedom, idealism and individualism that we both see in our current culture.

The ability to consume a vast array of goods is not freedom.

We talked about her life in the corporate world, feminism and the glass ceiling.

“I broke the glass ceiling but the men didn’t like it and I paid the price for that.”

We talked about how weak men are attracted to strong women.

We talked and then …

“Would you mind if I took your photo?”

I didn’t have to ask Sassy to look at me.

– One Kindred Spirit

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To Trust and Connect One Stranger at a Time

Buskers

I’ve passed the guy on the right many times. Occasionally I have some cash to give him. This time I shoveled up a couple of hand fulls of silver coins from the car and made a donation.

“Hi, what’s your name?”

“Tae – T-A-E.”

“Hi Tae, my name is James. Can I take your photo?”

“Sure, where should I look?”

“Look straight at me, man.”

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Paul – Housetruck owner and builder

A final portrait before his truck is sold.

In the 1970′s housetrucking was an expression of personal freedom, individualism and creativity.

From my own experience, life on the road felt as if I was immersed in the river of life.

– One Kindred Spirit

Silver Print