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This is Michael - a year long retrospective

When I began "The Invisible Ones"  project over a year ago I decided that I would try to keep in touch with some of the individuals that have allowed me to photograph them for this project. This is no easy task as the nature of homelessness in Washington, DC is you have no fixed address. You can see the chronology of the previous photos by following the links below.

I first met Michael over a year ago in the Foggy Bottom neighborhood of Washington, DC. He was sitting on a retaining wall in front of an apartment building. He could be heard long before he was seen as he was yelling at nothing in particular in a very loud baritone voice. It was virtually impossible to speak with Michael as he would not or could not stop yelling. Michael was quite mentally ill and clearly in need of mental health care. I told him that I wanted to take his photograph and would give him a few granola bars and a bottle of water in return. He didn't disagree so I got my photo and moved along.

I found Michael again in December of that same year several miles from his previous location in the NorthEastern part of DC.  He was every bit as psychotic and delusional as he was at our earlier meeting. Added to his thought disorder was an agitated behavior. He was running back and forth in front of a storefront under construction, putting his face against the window and yelling at no one in particular. There was a coffee shop nearby, so I bought a coffee to offer him as a way to interrupt his mania long enough to engage him. He at least stood still for a minute, took a few power bars and agreed to let me have a photograph. As with the previous meeting in the Summer, having a coherent conversation was impossible as Michael was off and running after drinking his coffee and gobbling down the power bars.

This is Michael - July 18, 2014

This is Michael - July 18, 2014

This was Michael on July 18, 2014. I found him on 19th & M Streets, South of Dupont Circle, again many miles from where he was in December. Things have changed for Michael, he is not overtly psychotic, he has gained weight and is now panhandling by politely asking passersby if they could help him out. I told him that I had seen him twice before in other parts of the city. He says that he can't remember yesterday let alone last year. I comment on his improved mental health and he just laughs uproariously. He will not say if he is receiving treatment of any kind. He does say that he lives in a small space behind a building nearby and makes enough panhandling to eat at least one meal a day. He worries about what he'll do when Winter comes. I gave Michael a few dollars for which he thanked me by shaking my hand and saying that he'll remember my name the next time he sees me. We'll see how that turns out.

This is Lester

Another installment of "The Invisible Ones" of Washington, DC.

This is Lester

This is Lester

Lester is a disabled veteran who served in the first Iraq war. He has been living on the streets of Washington, DC for the last five years having come to DC from upstate New York where he is originally from. In total, Lester says he has been homeless for 17 years. When asked about the nature of his disability Lester describes a collection of symptoms that in today's military would be categorized as PTSD. In the early 1990s the military was not so inclined to make that determination. I asked Lester where he slept at night and he pointed to a nearby homeless encampment under a bridge overpass. He stays there rather than the city shelters which he finds far too dangerous.

Lester carries a large cardboard sign that says, "Homeless USA Veteran, Your help is gratefully appreciated. God Bless You." He has located himself in the median of the Whitehurst Freeway as it exits Georgetown and becomes K Street going into the city. He is seen by a steady stream of car traffic as well as pedestrians walking to Georgetown. He says this is a pretty good spot as he already has three dollars and change and it's only 9:30 in the morning. It helps that Lester is friendly, affable and not at all threatening to passersby. He says he can only be out in the hot sun and exhaust fumes for a few hours and will have to find a shady spot later in the morning. Lester agreed to this photograph in exchange for a monetary donation.

While Lester is able to generate some money through his daily panhandling, given the huge volume of traffic and people who pass him by without noticing, he clearly qualifies as one of the invisible ones of Washington, DC

This is Larry

Another installment of "The Invisible Ones" of Washington, DC

This is Larry

I met Larry at Union Station where he was panhandling. He had positioned himself in a hallway coming from the Amtrak exit doors. After trains arrive this is a very busy space with literally hundreds of people heading to the main concourse or the subway. Inspite of this heavy traffic Larry had had just a few dimes and quarters in his cup. 

Larry tells me he came to DC from California two years ago following the breakup of his marriage. He was living with his father while he unsuccessfully looked for work. His father became ill and died about a year ago leaving Larry with no place to live. He has been on the streets ever since. He would like to get back to California  before Winter arrives and perhaps repair his marriage but that becomes more and more difficult the longer he is homeless. Larry is a friendly and affable man and not at all threatening. I asked him if it bothered him at all that so many passersby didn't even make eye contact let alone drop something in his cup. He just shrugs, saying he tries not to think about it too much. I told him about the "The Invisible Ones" project which brought a smile to his face, he thought the publicity might help increase donations. Let's hope so! I gave Larry a few dollars in exchange for his time.