I stop in at International Aid every so often, to see if they can help me with equipment or supplies or whatever. Every time I go in there the first thing I see is this beautiful wall decor (I guess that's what you call it) on the wall behind the reception desk. It's a simple yet beautiful depiction of sick and hurting people on their way to get help. It reminds me so much of Haiti. I can't tell you how many times this simple wall silhouette has taken on the dimensions of color and movement and smell. Not to mention the awful sounds of suffering.
I am frustrated when I try to describe the suffering I see. I try hard, but when I'm done with my description, I walk away feeling like I've left people with a silhouette, some wall-decor-ish, stick-figure rendition of what it's really like. It's hard to depict mourning and tears on a stick figure drawing.
Part of me wants to be discrete and unoffensive to those who read this stuff. I don't want to appear exploitive or voyeuristic even. I don't want to be Geraldo, some first-on-the-scene, report-it-and-boogie-to-the-next-story journalist.
On the other hand, I must journal-it. Haiti's story needs to be told, and if, in hearing and seeing Haiti's story of mourning and suffering, people are squeamish, oh well.
A little mourning sickness might just get our attention.
PS I would love to find out where we could find this wall decor to put up in our guesthouse. If anyone knows how to go about finding it, let me know.