This photograph is the result of one of those rare moments in life when the subject of your photo seems to be the direct product of his or her environment. I was walking around Toronto one evening when this troubled man walked right across my field of view in front of a wall of graffiti. As soon as I noticed him I could already see the photo. All I had to do was go through the motions of calling out to him and convincing him to let me take his photo. The rest was history.
This photograph is the result of one of those rare moments in life when the subject of your photo seems to be the direct product of his or her environment. I was walking around Toronto one evening when this troubled man walked right across my field of view in front of a wall of graffiti. As soon as I noticed him I could already see the photo. All I had to do was go through the motions of calling out to him and convincing him to let me take his photo. The rest was history. He was a homeless man who had just walked out of a hospital after having severely beaten the night before in a park. We often equate such images to trouble third-world nations, but I believe it's important to remind ourselves that there are invisible wars fought every day right on our doorsteps.