Punishment is not something inflicted by the good upon the bad, but rather by the powerful upon the powerless.

When a young person dies before their body and cells have decided to succumb, the universe makes a sound much like ripe fruit being run over by a train.

Tiny seed (embryo, food, a coat and a code) gathered food from the dirt and turned itself, slowly, into a giant tree. Simple thing became complex and strong. But for the embryo to eat and grow, it needed water to activate enzymes to break down storage compounds. Soil poverty also affected plant growth: the seed needed loose soil rich in organic matter, a good soil temperature, oxygen in the soil, and light to germinate. People were like seeds.

Imagine life without water, without the sun, a friend, television, salt and vinegar chips, and you become aware of how important or unimportant that thing is. She tried to imagine a world without words. She realised that with words, we made love, got angry, showed empathy, remembered our history and made our future. Words were magical.

It seems that awareness gives our life context and connects us to the world and its peoples, and that as we learn, we remake ourselves over and over again.

We need the right kind of world, the most just economy and social relations, and a rich diversity of human character in order to flourish".

Isn't poverty also workers with insufficient time to live? And places that are all roads and shopping centres; don't they have a poverty of parks and public spaces, a poverty of socialising? Couldn't poverty also be low quality or insufficient education, culture, healthcare, information, stability, rights, and dignity?

How do you photograph injustice? It is the easiest to photograph, for it is as common as the number of people on the earth; each person staggers under its weight.