Often I can feel numb in the face of all the images thrown at me in today's global news stream – in the face of the human tragedy of war, terrorism and refugee crisis. It is as if the amount of drama and desperation has exhausted me, and I have built up a defensive wall to face the images with emotional distance. Sometimes there comes a picture that breaks down this defensive wall in an instant. Suddenly the lump in your throat feels very big, and maybe the tears come. Then I can only read the picture directly from my own life – me feel the picture, and then it grabs me. The picture of the little Turkish boy Alan on the beach, which was published last autumn, was such a picture – on. . .
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