When Morning Comes is a reflection of life in the Mississippi Delta.
I first traveled to the region in the summer of 2009 because I
needed to breathe after my own troubled times. I was in search of
something stronger than myself and attended its churches not to
photograph but to cry and be redeemed and to just be a part of
the place. I was there to listen as I prayed for a revelation.
Over the past five years I have witnessed signs of strength against
struggle, humility amidst pride, and a promise for deliverance in
the lives that I’ve come to know here. This is a land stigmatized by
poverty beneath a long shadow of racism. I do not wish to
overlook this fact but rather look between it for evidence of the
tender and yet unwavering human spirit that resides within its
fabric.
I photograph in five communities that span roughly 15 square
miles of the northern Mississippi Delta. Villages with names like
Alligator, and BoBo, as well as the country’s oldest completely
African American city, Mound Bayou, where in 1910, a New York
Times headline once declared, “no white man can own a square
foot of property.”
In what began as a journey for personal exploration is found a
narrative of another man’s faith, identity, and perseverance. I see
the strength of a single man while acknowledging the machine
that replaced thousands, the flight of childhood innocence
grounded by the scar of life hard lived, a living room altar to a
symbolic president and a toppled white king in a conquered game
of chess.
While this work makes specific reference to the rural black
experience, I am reminded with every visit that these themes of
faith, identity, and perseverance are common to us all. These are
the traits of strong men.