As the title suggests, this photograph was taken in the Little Five Points area of Atlanta. I was looking around at all the eclectic people, places, and things that can be seen there when I walked past this man on the sidewalk, sitting against what in the moment seemed to be both a physical and figurative wall.
From the looks of it, this man is having a rough time, and may well be homeless, as an alarming number of people in Atlanta are. It's so easy to just stroll by and keep ourselves from having to deal with the implications of this problem. As the one behind the camera, I am just as guilty as anyone else, or more so, implicated by the existence of this photograph.
It wasn't until after I got home and looked through the photos I had taken that the full impact of this image set in. The dejection on the man's face. And the slight blurring—almost as if he is disappearing before our eyes. Sometimes a photograph, a snapshot, a memory, can capture what you missed in the moment. Atlanta is my home, my city, and I hate to think that there are people with as much distress on their faces as this man in this moment.
There are things we can do to help. One organization I have had the honor of volunteering with in the past is Love Beyond Walls (lovebeyondwalls.org), but there are many others here in Atlanta, around the country, and around the world. Looking back at this photograph, it convicts me and reminds me of my obligation to do what I can to improve the lives of the people I come across every day.