Blaze e-catalogue - Catalog - Page 73
I saw night after night—working in casualty, accident, and emergency—homeless people.
And we used to secretly hide them in the back of the casualty ward, let them have
a shower, and give them some food, a bit of our own money, even, and try and ring
around and find a place for them the next morning. And this was 1957. Imagine that,
’56–’57. And the difficulty of homelessness still confronts us. The administration knew
we were doing it, but they turned a blind eye. It wasn’t supposed to be happening.
But that was very formative in my experience.
Marie Bashir
Photographer Felix Warmuth, 2017
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