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Field Hands

James Williams Jr.

On long walks, I’ve often come across colored gloves of field workers. The pineapple field workers are migrants from Burma, Cambodia and Laos. Many of the workers are indentured or trafficked, working long days and living in harsh conditions. Their discarded gloves tell a story.

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James Williams Jr.

James Williams Jr. studied art in Amherst Massachusetts and Maryland Art Institute. Since then, he's wrapped himself in life, teaching, and travel. These days, he lives on a small piece of land in Thailand, growing vegetables and trees. As he takes long walks in the fields, he finds imagery which he interprets along the way.

Author: James Williams Jr. Tags: migrant workers, photography Category: Visual Art and Visual Poetry November 17, 2016

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Comments

  1. Sebastian says

    November 19, 2016 at 2:53 am

    Are the gloves real? I mean, they were left in the dirt? Who would leave one glove?
    So many questions.
    Nice one, James

    Reply
    • Denise says

      November 19, 2016 at 12:08 pm

      Yes, they’re all real. They weren’t intentionally left behind; it’s easy to lose a work glove out of a pocket in the fields or along roads. When the photographer occasionally comes across the migrant workers’ lost gloves, he photographs them.

      Reply

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