a note from dean

“It became impossible after taking on this project to not be affected by it. After searching out and photographing camps along the river, photographing people sleeping throughout the city and taking intimate portraits of this transient population I have learned much and have a deeper sense of empathy and compassion for them. The people I met and the stories I heard have taught me that these are real people with real and rich histories. They may sleep under bridges and covered doorways or down by the river but they are mothers, daughters, fathers and sons, brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts. They are someone you went to high school with, or served in the military with, or maybe someone you used to work with. They may have ended up homeless but they are people. They have a sense of humor, a sense of dignity, a sense of family. They laugh, cry, sing, read books, write poetry and play cards. They are much like me and you, they just don’t have a place to sleep at night.”