A Personal Letter About My Work
I hesitated to put this up on my blog, but got permission from the writer so I figured it was OK. I am deeply touched by this reaction to my work and it's one of the inspiring aspects of devoting myself to the life of a storyteller who cares about issues in the world. It also reminds me, and should remind all of us, that people are open and interested and care...and we must keep on telling stories that matter to us!
"8:10 pm. I am still at my desk at the office. Steve is at the Lightning game. I have been on the phone with Dale going through the documentaries from Ed Kashi photography sites.
It has been hours since I planned to go home. Watching those has been a life-changing experience. I knew Dale, despite his mishigas, having travelled to many continents on assignment with electronics companies, like Litton and for our government, photographed on land and underwater would appreciate this.
Although I was correct, he is annoyed that I didn't introduce him. It is hard (no impossible) to comprehend the depth and scope of work that Ed done. I went to all the links I could find on two websites and know those images and the people in them will remain with me.
It has been 5 days since I was at USF for the multicultural program and it was just people from other countries in a room with refreshments. I don't know how Ed got in to take those pictures, nor how he got out safely with his work intact, but objectively words alone could not come close to their impact. In fact, through the narrative of the Wounded Veterans, their emotions were incomprehensible to what I was seeing.
Ed's camera lens has become our eyes to witness what we cannot travel to see for ourselves. We read two newspapers, Tampa Tribune and Lakeland Ledger (New York Times subsidiary) and after so much reading about Iraq and Afghanistan, I have become numb to what I read. The photo documentaries covered issues, many new to us that make me question my time and how I will spend it.
It is hard to look at those and not ask ourselves difficult questions. I am glad I waited until after the wedding chaos.
8:40 p.m. and I will be careful when to share these images with Steve. I want him to be able to sleep tonight. At the same time, he is deeply compassionate. I want to share these with people I know, some of whom were at the wedding with us and others who I have worked with. I appreciate living here more than I did a few hours ago. While the images were disturbing, I didn't want to miss anything. The work Julie did about her father is wonderful.
Wondering what effect his work has had. What has grown out of it.
More than likely, he will never know."
"8:10 pm. I am still at my desk at the office. Steve is at the Lightning game. I have been on the phone with Dale going through the documentaries from Ed Kashi photography sites.
It has been hours since I planned to go home. Watching those has been a life-changing experience. I knew Dale, despite his mishigas, having travelled to many continents on assignment with electronics companies, like Litton and for our government, photographed on land and underwater would appreciate this.
Although I was correct, he is annoyed that I didn't introduce him. It is hard (no impossible) to comprehend the depth and scope of work that Ed done. I went to all the links I could find on two websites and know those images and the people in them will remain with me.
It has been 5 days since I was at USF for the multicultural program and it was just people from other countries in a room with refreshments. I don't know how Ed got in to take those pictures, nor how he got out safely with his work intact, but objectively words alone could not come close to their impact. In fact, through the narrative of the Wounded Veterans, their emotions were incomprehensible to what I was seeing.
Ed's camera lens has become our eyes to witness what we cannot travel to see for ourselves. We read two newspapers, Tampa Tribune and Lakeland Ledger (New York Times subsidiary) and after so much reading about Iraq and Afghanistan, I have become numb to what I read. The photo documentaries covered issues, many new to us that make me question my time and how I will spend it.
It is hard to look at those and not ask ourselves difficult questions. I am glad I waited until after the wedding chaos.
8:40 p.m. and I will be careful when to share these images with Steve. I want him to be able to sleep tonight. At the same time, he is deeply compassionate. I want to share these with people I know, some of whom were at the wedding with us and others who I have worked with. I appreciate living here more than I did a few hours ago. While the images were disturbing, I didn't want to miss anything. The work Julie did about her father is wonderful.
Wondering what effect his work has had. What has grown out of it.
More than likely, he will never know."
posted by Ed Kashi at 10:01 PM
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