At the huge Climate March in September of 2014 in New York City, I spotted a street vendor making a phone call as he watched—as he witnessed—an endless parade of exuberant young people marching past his hot dog stand.
At the huge Climate March in New York City in September of 2014, I spotted a child—perhaps a girl, perhaps a boy—perched on her father’s shoulders. She stared straight ahead, at the multitude of people in the parade that filled the city street ahead of her. Never before had she seen such a crowd, and now she was right there in the middle of that crowd. And—she must have understood, despite her young age—all of these people had a purpose. As her father had told her, all of these people were demanding a clean and healthy world.
At a Fridays for Future demonstration on February 14, 2020 in Stockholm, I spotted a teenage girl holding up an extremely well-done poster. She must have worked for hours on her portrait of President Trump, his pocket bursting with gold coins. Her sign read in Swedish, “Change the system, not the climate.” A serious poster with a serious statement, created by, as I could see in her stern face, a serious girl.
At a Fridays for Future demonstration on February 14, 2020 in Stockholm, I spotted a mother with her two children. She represented Fridays for Future perfectly, so I asked her if I could take her picture. She nodded, Yes. Deeply grateful, I quickly focused on her dark, determined eyes, then clicked the shutter.