I had a beautiful experience at both of the opening receptions a couple weeks back.  For the Art of Living Black, the wife/mother of the subject of the photograph “The Little One is Sleeping” showed up.  I hadn’t expected to see her, and it had been several years since we met.  That was wonderful.

At the Nomad Cafe show, the father from another photograph, “I Want My Face Painted” showed up with his daughter.  Again, it had been several years since we met.  He said that it was 3 years.   I show one photo of him and his daughter last year at The Art of Living Black.  The photo is part of an essay with 3 photographs, which I am currently working on displaying in a single frame.

It is extremely encouraging to have families show up, and be supportive.  It reminds me to keep the communication lines open and stay with it.