when i first began shooting i would go to jamaica every few months... it was the place that i found the camera or the camera found me..... and even as i was from a traditional jewish family one of the things i was very taken with, were the small country churches .. the sense of community....especially the ones found on the back roads, almost obscured... unless you knew where to go/look.... some in the blue mountains, there would be people singing, swaying and dancing and hitting the tambourine.. i would join in.......
they are some of my fondest memories... talking to the elder women and men who had lived through so much history.... the younger ones who would clammer around me yelling.. nina .. nina.. nina......... to this day if and when i get near a church with all that singing and camaraderie.. (forget the religious aspect... ) it’s not what I’m talking to or about.. not nearly... but the reverie.. the joy... ......
I can actually get that sometimes just from singing and dancing around my living room.... hint hint dj
