Alone in the Grey

I rarely saw a photograph, which transported the meaning behind loneliness so well. The black and white makes it kinda cold, what only helps this image. This old man, with his head slightly bowed, standing there all alone and looking kinda small next to the trees,... I think you really sensed the right moment and the right frame. I can really imagine me standing there, just the sound of the rushing leaves, and silence.

While it has a sad aspect, the more I look at it, I get a strong feeling from it. Kinda "Never give up", but maybe thats only me. I work with handycapped people, and I know how it´s like in the homes for them - loud, noisy, most of the people there never listen to you or your problems- there´s no time for that. All day choices are made for you.
So he goes out, takes the hindrances on his way to the park for given, struggles with his power which leaves him day by day more. Just for this moment, where he can find silence, which only belongs to him. Because, this is one of the last choices he can make.

That´s maybe far from the truth. But I think, creating pictures like this which open the possibility for interpretations like this are a talent, which you have.

Thank you!