Cardell
12 years old
When I was nine, my mom said: "Mommy is very, very sick. She has to take her medicine. So you take care of mommy and make sure she takes her medicine."
Me: "Okay, mommy."
When I was 10, she said: "When you were nine, I left out a little bit. Mommy has a bad, bad sore, and she needs a lot of help to get rid of it."
I said: "Okay, mommy.
When I was 11, she said: "Mommy has a really, really bad problem."
I said: "Okay, mommy."
When I was 12, she said: "Mommy has a disease."
And I said: "All right, mommy has HIV. Straight up. There ain't gonna be any 'Okay, mommy' no more. It's going to be: 'Yo, you gonna live, and that's that.'"
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MORE PHOTOS
Try to tell me this is not the most beautiful thing you have ever seen. Fucking try.
Darfur in Exile
Another photo from the AIDS exhibit. I saw it from across the room and burst out laughing (v. inappropriate).
The Rape of a Nation
Lhasa: The Lost Soul of Tibet
This photo made me cry tonight. I was hysterical in a room full of serious Manhattan artists and politicians, adorned with black-rimmed glasses and goatees. It doesn't seem to be the sort of picture that would make one cry but just read the text that was next to it.
I've decided that one summer (preferably within the next few years) I am going go to a third-world country, preferably in South or Central America, and document it in photos. I will indeed.