Venezuelan photographer Alejandro Cegarra's highly personal investigation into the violence and desperation sweeping Venezuela
I’m not religious, but I pray. Somehow just taking photos isn’t enough. I feel the need to try to help that poor kid find some peace, even though I’d never met him. For the first time, I cry while I am photographing, and for the first time, the camera isn’t a shield. I don’t want it to be a shield.