September 14, 2014 "Songs of Solomon" Truth is a funny thing. If you are open, it comes from the most unlikely of sources. Everyone who follows me knows by now, I question race relations or economic classes. This morning while walking from breakfast I happened upon a man sleeping on a park step in Chinatown. The first thing I saw was the word bellowing boldly above his head as he napped. We then went on a rant, pointing fingers as to who the word "who" was referring to. We both pointed fingers at "the man" who we agreed was responsible for keeping the poor underfoot. But then he said something that really caught me off guard. He looked up to the sky and said, "The Almighty, however, is my who. He is the who that is going to change my circumstances. When I first came here I didn't see the words, but I can see now why my spirit would have guided me here. I look for Art everywhere in this city, too, just like you," he said smiling, his coffee coloured teeth proudly grinning. I was not expecting that God piece at all. "Amen" was the word that crossed my mind after he spoke. Photo by @ruddyroye for @everydayusa #oggl_ig #blackportraiture #documentary #makeportrait #makeportraits #streetportrait #streetphotography #igers #instamood #webstagram #sonyr100 by everydayusa