Pattie Hartman

I recently experienced homelessness ( but in a car) for about 9 months up in Oregon. I don't live there, I just go to visit my mom, and have a trailer in storage that I use in an RV park for a couple of months. But as I was packing my car to return to the desert, I was s taying with my mom after re-storaging my trailer. My brother had me arrested for nonsense charges, but also had me banned from my moms (he's 68, and living in my moms without rent), so I stayed in my car assuming it would end quickly. It never did, and it just dragged on and on without progress, and I finally had to leave because i couldn't survive alone like that with my depression, isolated and unable to return to MY LIFE in the reset. I had sold my place so woul d be free to go anywhere. It was either back to Tucson or Las Cruces, and I'm in LC.
I took ALOT OF PICTURES during that time, and love your project. I also learned SOOO much about the hidden world of homeless people and the ugly degrading parts of a system that is praised for their noble efforts. Bullshit! They help you sink deeper into despair, and ensure that you know what you are.
I write alot, and especially about my view from the other side of the wall that separates those who have homes, and those who are publicly scrutinized 24/7.
If anyone is interested in collaborating on a project in this subject, please contact me. I need to be part of something again.
Pattie
Nadazonie@gmail.com

That happened to me in 2000 on Chritmas night, except no love-making. I have never been the same since I was was victimized by the police and the INjustice system made HIM the victim, and me the GUILTY one.