Passers-by mocked at me while I was taking this image in a very busy road leading to the centre of the town. What was there of so extraordinary to deserve a photo? It was just a stain on a concrete wall produced by water seeping through. An image emerges - the outline of a crucifixed figure - as if the force of nature found its way through the artificial matter created by man in order to say that it sees all, it feels all and knows all the sufferences, fears, deprivations of men and women of this place. Here it is as a humble presence of proximity and celebration.