Cheers Jonny! It was a lucky shot more than anything, but I'm glad that I was able to snap this little intimate moment in time even though this woman and I were probably the only people to have noticed it
You know, every time I look at this photo, I keep thinking she might be dead already by now. Every time I go back to Hong Kong she is there in front of one of the train stations. Especially in a country like Hong Kong, I don't think anyone really cares anyway.
It's sad but these people are amazingly resilient. She doesn't seem like she has much will to love but she may be there for many years to come. I hope not--I hope she finds her way, finds some help and lives a full life off the streets.
At that age you have to think that she will not have many happy years ahead of hear anymore. Truth be told, I never know how to feel when I see homeless people. Part of me feels sympathy, another part of me doesn't even want to take the time to care or think too much about it.
You're not alone in that feeling. I feel the same. There are a few where I live though I hardly see them anymore. I learned where they haunt and avoid those places. It might be a little crass or unsympathetic but some can get very aggressive in general and in their panhandling (asking for money). What I do to ease my conscious is support a local shelter with fairly regular donations. It's the best I can do.
I think a lot of people think that way, especially in the modern wealthy society. We all feel sympathy for them, as long as we can be emphatic from a safe distance and in our own time. I have great respect for people who can selflessly help these people and constantly feel for them. It's just not me to be one of those people :\