She is one of the nameless faces who pierced heart and pricked conscience during . Her shoes matched her sari, a detail intriguing to me; I am certain it was unintentional, but if Life was Fair, her clothing would always match her shoes.
I'm submitting this for my first-ever entry to I Heart Faces, this week's theme photojournalism. I see a thousand stories in her weary face; oh, how I wish I knew even one!
Wow. Such a striking photo. Her expression tells a story.
Such a poignant photo that captures her beautifully and honors her presence in this world even though you don’t know her name…Well done!
WOW Robin. What an amazing photo. I followed your trip and so glad you entered something this week. It’s perfect:-)
What a truly stunning image…I love the eye contact you’ve captured here and the emotion you’ve frozen in time.
It truly does. And until you look into it face to face your life can never be impacted like it does.
(I’ve been on several missions trips!)
Great shot?
that is an amazing photo- I love the color of her dress against the pile of hay, and of course the expression.
I wish language was no barrier and I could listen to her words…. 🙂
Thank you! So beautifully put! 🙂
Amy, you reminded me to actually go back and LINK to my India trip! I was so excited to link this week, I forgot to (and so glad you followed that amazing trip…it STILL lingers in my heart!)
Thank you Crissie; it seems everyone commenting lives inside my head! (Thinking like I do 🙂 ).
Susan, so you know EXACTLY how she (and so many others) continue to "haunt" me….
Dawnelle, the setting was straight out of a movie; I guess this time, though, it was art imitating life.
That is such a beautiful picture but your comments are the icing on the cake for me!
Great job!!!