I was hired to investigate a strange love exhaling group in Santa Fe, New Mexico. It's members were practising love exhaling exercises, under the pretext of the widely encouraged act of smoking. Smoking was cool and "safe" whereas acts of love weren't. The method consisted in inhaling all the pain and misery and the dark shades of the world -or of the surrounding environment- visualising them transforming into light and exhaling then as pure love (although in the eyes of many it looked just like exhaling smoke). One of my favourite assignments, since I love learning new skills while photographically investigating… Which reminds me… I have to go practise my exercises now…
It was Valentines Day and for some unknown reason, all the heroes were out of town. Some said it was because of an unscheduled hero meeting. It wasn't a pretty sight. My subject had a hero date that afternoon and she was disappointed. But that worked well for me. Disappointment is more eloquent as far as a photographic investigation goes. My subject tried to be open minded about it and check out the non-hero population. But the disappointment escalated and it got to a point were it woke up her sense of humour. That date could be rescheduled, after all…
It's a mystic word. A promise. The first December morning coffee is proven to have magic powers and a trancsedental quality. A photographic investigator finds it very difficult to shoot a subject who drinks her first December morning coffee in black&white. Everything turns into colour. Sometimes you have to resign. Love, warmth, togetherness, friendship, protection are now not impossible notions. Even a photographic investigator must have faith in something...
