A beautiful prompt of choice this week from Kellie Elmore’s blog. Very touching photos on Tom Clark’s blog – Photos by Matt Black (2011).
There were so many ideas in my mind from many of the images. This one stung me more than the others, so it became my FWF prompt for this week.
A couple outside their shanty, Fresno, California: photo by Matt Black, 2011
(Matt Black Photography)
The anxiety of future leaves them, the pain of hunger, bitter anger over their past and those who benefited from their downfall. Lingering memories of how life used to be, slowly seep away. The shanty town fades to black and grey, just a place. Like any other.
It could all turn around. That was their waking hope. That it could get better. Heal like a rotten wound. Painful process, a long and drawn out surgery to correct the disfigurement of their life. Worth it in the end to look at themselves and not recognise the darkness once born by every muscle in their bodies.
Here, on the floor, a couple of beat up sofa cushions they were able to escape. The heat wrapping them in warmth, their limbs encasing each other with love. Staying connected through entwined fingers, they drift into a world where the makeshift shelter disappears. The strength of their love binds them to a new home. One with windows and doors. They turn it all around, they know all too well life’s too short to not create adventures.
Inside their love they are safe and warm. In their hearts they have discovered a richness beyond bank notes. In their sleep they have escaped poverty and ruin. They know they have to wake up sometime, when they do they will still have each other.
The World is your Oyster – it’s true but who needs Oysters when you can find the world in love.
Love is survival in this picture. When I first saw this pic, I thought that the woman was talking to the man about something. My first thought was that they were sleeping most of the hot day away and work at night. I love your story.
Thanks. I saw them as escaping their pain through sleep. Where everything could be okay for a while. And although their luck was down, they still had each other.
That kind of love is so hard to find. One true to the in the hardest, crappiest times.
I know – but it is possible.
In a way as far as lovers go – it might be best to meet from poverty and then life can only get richer.
My mum knew someone who fell in love with a man who at the time was down on his luck, living in a hostel, selling the big issue and because 2 incomes are better than one they were able to rent together, which meant he had an ADDRESS and could then get a job and then a promotion, a wedding, a promotion, a family of their own and a mortgage on a happily ever after house. He knew that she loved HIM – that was never in doubt.
Now there’s a powerful foundation!
Gosh – your words convey the energy of the photo so well. Very powerful writing.
Thank you Suzanne, I’m glad, Matt’s photographs tell so many stories!
I like your take on this photo, very full of hope in dire circumstances. Nice work.
Thank you – the photograph seemed to seep hope.
Endearing and so hopeful. Glad you followed up with a family story. Really emphasizing the “turn around.”
Thanks, I saw hope there somewhere in the poverty. I imagined in the future they wouldn’t be there.
What a beautiful story! You captured hope for the hopeless and the security that love provides regardless of the situation
Thanks Sharyl, that is basically what the photo said to me, there’s hope there.
I hope for this couple the love you write about so well, really does help them when they wake. Your comments about the real life love story of your Mother’s friend is so touching!
Thanks for reading and commenting – I got the feeling that these lovers weren’t going to be stuck in the shanty town forever and whilst they were there they would cling to what they have – each other.
This was one of my favorite images. And the same thought crossed my mind…that inside love it’s safe and warm. Love is what matters most. Love is what we should ALL cling to…not material things. I love your piece. Thank you so very much.
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I think most of us chose this image – it was a story in itself. ‘The best things in life, aren’t things at all’ and love makes you feel powerful enough to survive anything.
I will come and read Beth’s post, I am sure she will feel welcome – thanks for the link.
I like the way you linked their past, present and future (at least this is how I read it). None of us are immune to the possibility of losing everything-no matter what the reason or circumstance. I also like the way they were sharing the dream for a hopeful future.
Thanks. I felt like some of the photographs showed people of circumstance and these two fit the bill. There was a comfortable hope about their poverty and I know that sometimes people get lucky, it their past, present and future tale.
Great story full of hope! I used the same image but went in a different direction and used poetry. You can read it here if you’d like > http://malekoarts.wordpress.com/2013/06/16/heartbroken/
I think most of us chose this image – glad you liked it. Thank you.
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The photo reminds me of the play “Porky and Bess’
Unfortunately I think Porky’s dreams vanished when Bess did…if I remember correctly.
Something like that anyway.