The hard work of assembling, editing and printing the work from the last 3 months of photographing hands begins. The project has so far been hugely successful including over thirty residents between 76 and 100 years old. I thought I was bringing something interesting to them what I didn’t realise is how much they would give to me. It seems with age the hard shell that hides our vulnerability softens. The people that accept the changes they see in themselves and others, the losses of close ones, homes and independence show great courage and resilience. They are able maintain their dignity and sense of humor which seems to help them pass the time which seems the challenge of each day at the nursing home. Its a very quiet lesson and very powerful. On a coldish rainy spring day its a wonderful message. I also really understood the value of kindness. Kindness is what can make the difference between a positive and negative experience. The old folks aren’t looking for thrills just kindness. It really doesn’t sound like too much to ask for, even the young ones and thrill seekers need kindness. I wish the seeds of kindness are watered and thrive like the weeds in my garden.
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
― Mark Twain