Tuesday, February 15, 2005

Scott Squire: NonFiction Photography

Galeria de fotografía de Scott Squire, también con descripciones de lo que esta fotografiando. Esta serie es de "Street Kids" en Bucarest.

ebzi Osman,"Elvis", 22

Name: Febzi Osman

Nickname: Elvis

Age: 22

Place of birth: Horsova, a village on the bank of the Danube river some 180 kilometers (112 miles) east of Bucharest.

For how long homeless: 13 years

School history: He finished four years of primary education.

Family history: Extensive details in his own account below. He has four more siblings. He pointed out that one sister is deputy mayor in a Danube Delta village, and a brother is an engineer with the electricity provider. He also mentioned that Islam was his religion.

Drug history: He sniffs Aurolac, which is a volatile paint. He also said he kicked a heroin habit and that he passed the withdrawal phase aided only by a strong will to live, after seeing people who were dying looking so much better off than he was.

Work history: His was trained as a circus performer by the Parada Foundation, and traveled abroad to earn money. I would like for us all to be happy. For everybody to have a home. To be like brothers and sisters: a family living together. Staying in an apartment, having a shower, having a girlfriend, or simply just friends living with you. Everything is different when you take a shower, have clean clothes to change, are able to shave in front of a mirror.
There are people working with the foundations to help children who do not understand our plight. These people receive lots of money that should reach us. But they are not taking it out of their pockets. They keep it for their own children, for their families, for their bank accounts. That is what is happening in 70 percent of these foundations. They are taking advantage of street children, period.
We are the buzzword of politics. Turn on the radio anytime and you'll hear: STREET CHILDREN, STREET CHILDREN, STREET CHILDREN, STREET CHILDREN, STREET CHILDREN...
Why are you not told at 14 what will happen to you at 18? You turn 18, and get kicked into the street and they say: "Why haven't you found a place for yourself by now?"This kind of stuff you cannot confront them with directly, no way.This is why I need someone to help me get into court, for the judges to see that
what I am saying is right. I can bring in a lot of witnesses, children who have been used, as I was, who have been cheated, who have been lied to, who were banked on.
These children have a whole range of talents, the girls as well as the boys. For girls one could make seamstress classes, boys could be sent on construction sites.But we need someone with some trace of compassion. Not only compassion, but also to put us through a reeducation program. I don't know what future could lie in the street. Maybe my future is in Italy, maybe in France, or maybe it is back at my mother's, in Horsova. She is now an old lady and needs some help around the house. I am the sorriest
present she could have, but I should bring her a present, shouldn't I?
To all other children I beg you: Do not leave home, even though you might get a sound beating from your mothers.It probably sounds stupid, but I would love to get a good beating from my mom, at
my age, only it is too late for me now.

Scott Squire: NonFiction Photography

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