So this is where I live, just off the blvd. I live here because it affirms I’m alive. My days of running, those spent chasing stories around the world are over. My past has now caught up with me and for the first time since the age of five I’m starting to feel whole again. I’d traveled, with compassion, empathy and found the worlds suffering, the voiceless before me and my camera and the voice I never had, became theirs as I translated the pain I felt outwards into the world. I was photographing myself and yes, I am the blvd.