The following three photos are from a Mexican migrant workers camp. As a photographer, I believe in the power of a picture. However, no picture or words can substitute the experience of being at a place with your own two feet, seeing the people, hearing the tremble in their voice, or have your own eyes and senses tell the full story. ----- (Above ) Mexican migrant worker Gabriela Garcia 19, is currently in court proceedings facing deportation, and her father (who chose to remain anonymous) has been sneaking in and out of the United States since his early twenties. He has changed his name several times over the years to avoid capture and deportation. In the recent years, with the tightening of the US Mexican border he stopped commuting back and forth and visiting his family in Mexico.
Luciano Garcia 19, takes a moment from a volleyball game to talk about his current status in the US and his road to employment in the US. As he spoke with a reporter one could hear the tremble in his voice. For some this land of the free, is the land of constant vigilance, and insecurity.
Usually after a day of work in the orchards, migrant workers (mostly men and boys) get together and play volleyball late into the evening.
The following three photos are from a Mexican migrant workers camp. As a photographer, I believe in the power of a picture. However, no picture or words can substitute the experience of being at a place with your own two feet, seeing the people, hearing the tremble in their voice, or have your own eyes and senses tell the full story. ----- (Above ) Mexican migrant worker Gabriela Garcia 19, is currently in court proceedings facing deportation, and her father (who chose to remain anonymous) has been sneaking in and out of the United States since his early twenties. He has changed his name several times over the years to avoid capture and deportation. In the recent years, with the tightening of the US Mexican border he stopped commuting back and forth and visiting his family in Mexico.
Luciano Garcia 19, takes a moment from a volleyball game to talk about his current status in the US and his road to employment in the US. As he spoke with a reporter one could hear the tremble in his voice. For some this land of the free, is the land of constant vigilance, and insecurity.
Usually after a day of work in the orchards, migrant workers (mostly men and boys) get together and play volleyball late into the evening. 
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