>>2931498I got a wild one, I was doing a project for my second photography class ever in high school, we were paired off with one camera because ya know budget cuts for the arts. The Project was called "negative side" or someshit where the goal was to take a photo showing the underbelly of society, drugs, money, hoes, the whole 9 yards. most kids signed up for studio times so they could get 12 girls in slutty clothing to do a party scene around some kingpin style faggot. not my style.
So me and my partner head out onto the streets one weekend, the goal? find the homeless. NEVER ask 2 teenage suburban boys to go find homeless people in their city. because boi did we have an adventure that day.
We ended up in the San Diego river bed in this spot that floods over quite often after (Unusually) heavy rain, so its a homeless heaven. We get down there and its a hooverville. no box house or anything, but a couple tents and a few homeless men and women. so we stroll up, all kit out, dressed like hipsters to the teeth, and ask this homeless group if we could photograph them. a few of them grumble okay, one woman FULLY coked out screams, and a man, fully in his right mind, smiles and says, "go ahead guys, we don't bite much" we ended up gravitating towards him as our subject. we take photos down in the riverbed, they take a few of us together.
We end up just spending the day with the dude, we walked around town and took photos of him in different places. Somehow we ended up in the dump right over the hillside from our school, and he's digging through the trash and collapses. ass to the ground and we run up like "man you okay?" and he just start laughing and saying its just that he's 60ish now and the knees don't work so well.
So in the middle of this dump sitting in garbage he lights a little fire, and we get this wicked nighttime 3/4ths profile shot with the fire lighting up his face in the middle of this dump, and then like 10 minutes pass and the sirens are off. con.
