It happens all at once with a photograph. Either an image grabs you or it doesn’t, but it grabs you by the feelings first. Maybe later you wonder about location, circumstance, etc. That’s logic. A good photograph is an emotional gestalt that we internalize immediately. We can’t help it because it’s the way we’re wired inside. I’m glad.
This little girl isn’t afraid. She’s curious but she’s secure with the light grip on her mother’s fingers. Her mother knows her daughter is there and safe. This is a scene played out all over the world in all cultures. Kids (and their mothers) are special.
Look closer and you’ll see the front of a pedicab in the background. You’ll also see a woman in the background wearing a conical straw hat. I took this photo in downtown Saigon sometime in December, 1966.
War sucks. It puts all of our children at risk.
I have more photographs of the kids of Saigon, photographs of kids in the park in my old Philadelphia neighborhood, and photos of my granddaughters. I’ll share more of these photographs in the days to come. I’ve been going through my old slides and negatives and I’ve got some good ones from the past and plenty of fresh film for the future.