Dorothy told me that we are living in the last days, although she said it with a smile and an air of contentment that compelled me to stop and talk to her. Initially I just stood and watched, she was utterly charming with people, polite and not at all pushy and yet all that passed her either ignored her or had that look of discomfort that many have when confronted with something that bothers them for whatever reason. I wanted to take her photo and although standing right in front of her was pondering whether to just take it or ask. I know my hip shots are without permission but then the object there is that they are unaware it is being taken. This was different, I was going to lift the Holga and just snap her. I have always been against that and felt that to do it now would be some sort of betrayal of here obvious giving nature, so I asked. She smiled and said of course, why would I mind.
So I stood a while and fired off a few frames and having finished thanked her and decided that as she had given so freely perhaps the least I could do would be to stop and listen to what she wanted to share. She was from Kenya and had lived here for many years and in her words had been a sinner, interested only in material possessions, not caring about people. She explained to me how she had found God and had become a Seventh-Day Adventist. The touching thing was how she explained to me how she knew that people thought that she was mad. Standing there handing out leaflets telling people that "We are living in the last days." She knew what was thought of her but stood there never the less, she had to tell people, she seemed genuinely surprised that people were ignoring her and not interested in the news she had.
I have no faith but it has become very obvious to me over the years the comfort it brings to people. Who can deny anyone that? Dorothy was polite and charming, more than I can say for most of the other people I meet on a daily basis. Having listened to her for about an hour I asked her if I could take a more formal shot of her with her bible. She said 'yes of course'.
Nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom; there will be great earthquakes,
and in various places famines and plagues; and there will be dreadful portents and great signs from heaven.
Darling remember from when you come to me
that I’m the pretender,
I’m not what I’m supposed to be
but who could know, lf I’m a traitor?
times the revelator, revelator.
They caught the katy, and left me a mule to ride.
The fortune lady came along she walked beside,
but every word seemed to date her.
Times the revelator, the revelator.
Up in the morning up and on the ride.
I drive in to corning and all the spindles whine
and ever day is getting straighter.
Times the revelator the revelator
Leaving the valley and fucking out of sight
I’ll go back to cali where I can sleep out every night
and watch the waves and move the fader.
Queen of fakes and Imitators
Times the revelator.
Listening to: "Revelator" (Time - The Revelator) - Gillian Welch