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What photographing 1005 faces taught me | Sarah Lyons | TEDxSanAntonio


San Antonio is a community of

interesting and diverse and opinionated

people we are forward thinking and eager

to be a part of something bigger than

ourselves we are young and old and from

everywhere in the world and from right

here together we are community and we

need each other we need each other to

create that human connection that

community provides to fulfill the desire

to belong that is at the core of our

souls to lift each other up when we are

down to grow and celebrate we need each

other we need community my community of

San Antonio as a photographer in San

Antonio my camera takes me to places I

wouldn’t otherwise have access to in

2013 I decided to photograph a thousand

and five people to show this unique

experience I get to have it began after

a photo assignment for dream week which

is a 12 day summit that took me to

events across the city that promote

meaningful conversations and

celebrations of diversity and culture

after taking a great deal of photos the

founder of dream we commented that it

would be interesting to pull out a

thousand of these faces and place them

side-by-side I liked the idea and I

decided to start fresh a thousand would

give me a great subsection of our city

but a thousand and five would make it

memorable in order to level the playing

field and create the same context for

everybody I photographed the images in

the exact same light with the same

background in same composition stripping

away as many elements as I could that

typically lead to preconceived notions

and judgments it’s kind of like a mug

shot each person involved was asked to

write whatever they may like onto a

small marker board there was no criteria

for what they wrote I began with family

and friends and the momentum grew is the

call to action was spread via social

media I had events across the city and I

invited anyone who wanted to join the

internet was the main home of the

project but I was also able to take the

portraits into public spaces

I used a simple technique of wheat

pasting to display on city streets I had

wonderful gallery openings where I

showed all 1005 faces side by side and

finally I had them published into a

single book it was a beautiful time

capsule of our city after one year the

body of work was complete and some

interesting trends emerged 84 people

wrote just one word 71 people wrote

about love 54 people put their sign in

another language and 90 people let their

inner artist shine they showed us their

instruments and their pets they asked us

to dream and to smile and laugh and they

encouraged our faith and almost everyone

sought to inspire nearly everyone who

took part in this project used it as an

opportunity to share something positive

to be a source of light and of love and

of hope this positivity isn’t

necessarily what I expected it’s exactly

what I needed as an artist I was looking

for these ways to find these ideas of

community and diversity that were bigger

than myself and create these universal

connections but is just myself as Sarah

my motivation wasn’t quite as altruistic

I was desperately looking for a way to

get out of my own head I had just begun

a newfound road of recovery and sobriety

and although from all external

observations my life looked fine I was

dying inside and I was terribly lonely

even in a crowded room I was terrified

of the isolation that occurs when I let

my own thoughts overtake me and my hope

was that if I focused on a thousand and

five other people and I let somebody

else have the stage I wouldn’t be in my

head so much and so I listened

I listen to my daughter Scarlett as she

protested yet another photo by her

mother knowing someday we would

appreciate our struggle and I listened

as Dana told me the stories of the

symbols once written by her Native

American ancestors how the symbols for

bright prospects and hope would be

weaved into the wedding dress you would

wear to marry the man she had loved for

12 years and I listened to my

grandmother tell me stories of being

eight years old and roller skating along

south alamo in the 1930s reminding me of

where my roots are and I marveled at the

expression of Amanda who’s larger than

life or a drew me in her warmth inviting

everyone around her to be exactly

themselves and I cried several months

later when I learned that addiction took

her out of this world I’m at the royal

court a fiesta speciale who used their

disabilities as a way to bring joy and

laughter an awareness to the world

around them and I listen to bill sink in

a man who was a hundred years old who

had been a leader of integration in our

city who was pushing for renewable

energy before it was trendy I listened

as he made ricci jokes without a care in

the world because he was enjoying all of

his life to the fullest I saw how

Augusto quail are created fashion where

the imagination can transport you into

his own beautiful world of dreams and I

found myself at the walls of geekdom

where technology wizards had created

their own incubator that was lifting the

city to a new place of recognition and I

saw the power of the relationships being

created on a tenth floor in downtown San

Antonio and I learned of B story who was

diagnosed with thyroid cancer and

confined to a small room during her

treatment unable to have any visitors

the window in her room became a lifeline

to the world outside of her confinement

and I saw the just love tattoo that Suzy

and all of her love tripa gotten after

the brutal death of her young daughter

and granddaughter at the hands of an

abusive man I learned of her struggle

for justice and

I saw the fire and determination that

can only come from a mother who will

never give up the fight and I found a

friend in Enrique whose own beautiful

road to recovery had given him a new

life after he lost everything because of

addiction and he showed me how to walk

step by step with hope and courage I met

Robert at haven for hope he had come

into their doors addicted and homeless

and had gone through their programs to

find a new life on the other side with a

heart full of gratitude for what God had

done for him he became a source of

inspiration and guidance to others on a

similar journey he passed shortly after

this photo was taken the express-news

ran a wonderful story on him they asked

to use this photo as it was the only one

of him the family had I learned how when

Nina was a small girl her mother was

battling MS in cancer and her father

worked 80 plus hours a week and cared

for her and the dogs in her home became

her source of love and companionship

when she felt alone I met Charlie who

had just opened up bakery Lorraine I saw

his passion and his investment in the

city and it was contagious and I met

Miguel who although wheelchair-bound has

the life of three people we became

connected on social media and I saw a

person who is constantly putting in time

and effort to make his community a

better place I met Norma whose family

was the first to sell beauty supply

products to african-american women in

San Antonio who still works on the same

street where her father’s store was

built in nineteen sixty eight on the

east side she is fierce in her resolve

to bring every resource possible to her

neighborhood I met women like me who are

providing for the household I even met

I learned about the Sikh religion from

Parham and jess i was invited to their

place of worship where they taught me

about their fundamental belief in the

inherent equality of all people I had a

wonderful meal in their home where I

embarrassed myself by thinking the wife

for the wonderful dinner to learn that

parem the husband had been in the

kitchen all day and I learned humility

when I photographed David Robinson and

he patiently waited through the chaos as

I cut my hand and the flash broke and

the background tumbled to the ground and

my ego was put into check and I saw the

strength of a military wife who’s giddy

excitement over her husband’s return was

that of a school girls and Mario who in

Native American tradition cleansed me

with burning sage and listened as I

aired my troubles and although he cannot

see could somehow tell I had changed my

hair and I was reminded to never give up

and then it would be okay that I was not

alone and I knew I would never have to

be alone again my community had grown

into a loving diverse and inspiring

group of people you were all around me I

needed all of you and I didn’t even know

it it’s not my responsibility to be

alive and aware and present in this

moment sober and just as I am so that I

can be here when you might need me

because this is what community does for

each other and we all need each other we

can all have this community around us

with the intentionality to listen and

the willingness to get out of our own

heads it happens one small interaction

of time one moment of listening one sentence on a marker board thank

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