Life on the streets

While we were on our Ossington trip down town, we noticed a lot of people that live on the streets. I always wondered how they actually ended there. There were so many people out there that had so much talent, but they still ended up on the street. Why? I’ve came to realize that most people that roamed the streets had some sort of disability, whether it was a mental condition or a physical condition. This condition prevented them of getting a job, so to survive they ask around for a little change or some food. When I was downtown, I saw many different types of homeless people. There were some that looked scruffy, some that looked crazy, and some that looked like everyone else. As an artist I keep my eyes open for things that could inspire me. When walking down town, two things really caught my eye. The first thing was the graffiti painter that was painting a streetcar on the wall. That was amazing. I can’t hundred percent tell you that the people who were painting the wall were real homeless, but that was the first thing that I saw. The second thing that really inspired me is someone most of the class noticed. Thos man was a poet that wanted to get his word out. The thing is, he didn’t ask for money or anything, he was just given many donations. So someone that’s so humble and so pure doesn’t deserve to be on the streets, but hey. You never know, there’s usually a reason for everything. That is my experience and thoughts of the streets.