Besides my grandmother in her coffin,
the unfortunate fellow who jumped from the top of a Hong Kong
building, landing a few feet away from me, was my first dead person
experienced up close.
I didn't have my camera to
capture this
tragedy, in the faces of the crowd yet I was affected. May be it was in Hong Kong that I first began
to understand the potential photography has to communicate in
ways
words don't always do.
