La Font, Haiti
September 16, 2008
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People kept telling me they were hungry. I was in La Font , an hamlet up on the hills a few kilometers outside Jacmel.
The river had flooded and the hurricanes destroyed most of the banana crops.
The day had started early in Jacmel. 7 am coffee from the lady outside with my host Dodo and his friends. The judge from across the street wanted to take my picture. Photography was his hobby and had a few old computer in his house. Due to the state semi permanent blackout he could only use a few hours every few days.
A guy was wearing a “No Wave – Lower East Side” T shirt from the 80s. He could not understand why I wanted to take that photo. In Haiti I saw the most amazing T Shirts that probably here would be sold as vintage at Urban Outfitters.
So I took a moto taxi to La Font. 10 minutes of bumpy ride on uphill dirt roads.
The Haitian Red Cross was unloading big heavy bags of soy, a gift from Canada, to distribute to the hungry rural people of the area.
As I had press credential they told me at some point I could not shoot the operation.
I walked around, hungry people telling their story, willing to be photographed with a proud look on their face.
A family down the street had a small convenience store business. I liked their home painted light blue with white dots with the family tomb/mausoleum beside.
The daughter made some really good spaghetti for me. Al dente and spicy.
A local amateur soccer team stopped by. They mentioned Maradona’s ” Hand of God” referring to that goal he infamously scored at the World Cup in Mexico back years ago.
Their dream was to have a uniform for their team. Everyone at the moment could wear all different jerseys.