TWO PERSPECTIVES ON HOPE
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.
-Emily Dickinson
Hope Was but a timid friend;
She sat without the grated den,
Watching how my fate would tend,
Even as selfish-hearted men.
She was cruel in her fear;
Through the bars one dreary day,
I looked out to see her there,
And she turned her face away!
Like a false guard, false watch keeping,
Still, in strife, she whispered peace;
She would sing while I was weeping;
If I listened, she would cease.
False she was, and unrelenting;
When my last joys strewed the ground,
Even Sorrow saw, repenting,
Those sad relics scattered round;
Hope, whose whisper would have given
Balm to all my frenzied pain,
Stretched her wings, and soared to heaven,
Went, and ne’er returned again!
-Emily Bronte
The narrative structure of these transplant stories is deeply informed by my studies in the Harvard ALM Creative Writing and Literature program, where I explore the synergy between clinical empathy and visual storytelling. For my Master’s Capstone project, I am conducting in-depth interviews and creating editorial portraits of transplant recipients and long-term survivors. To capture the profound stories of these human journeys, I utilize a selection of high-fidelity equipment: the Phase One IQ3 100 Achromatic and Hasselblad CFV 100C digital backs on the Cambo WRS 1600 technical camera for rich and layered detail, and the Hasselblad X2D 100C and Leica M11 for intimate environmental portraiture. When precise light shaping is required, I rely on Profoto studio lighting to reveal the nuanced resilience of my subjects.