|wall, kalighat, kolkatta, 10th march 2012|
In the morning I walked to the metro station. Right next to it there were a huge amount of people living on the streets. They slept there next to each other, had pictures on their wall. Was there home. I could not take any images. Not any. One I took and I explained the guy that it looked just beautiful.
|wall 1, hospital, kolkatta, 10th march 2012|
I needed the toilet, desperately. And there was a hospital. I just thought I sneak in and there would be one on the ground floor, as usual. But no. I went upstairs to the medical areas. People were lying in the hallway, in the rooms on the floor, on the bed. Far tow many. A want to come up, asked m what I was doing here. I was honest. I need the toilet. She showed me the way.
Walked through all the people. I smiled, looked at the floor. My mind moved. Sensational, I need to help; this is not fair, improvement, jumped through my mind.
Sensationalism. I did not have any clue. I did not take any images.
|wall2, kolkatta, 10th march 2012|
|wall3, hospital, kolkatta, 10th march 2012|
I could not take images. Two times. Principle wise, the decision made much earlier, in those two moments still reasking and questioning.
I never take images of peoples home without reason. And I never take images just because it is scandalous and I actually d not know anything about it.