The feeling in The Jordaan is that of a town within a city, both familiar and overwhelming. Tucked just to the west of central Amsterdam, the quarter has the hubbub of a big city but the serenity of a village. It is walking along the canals and the streets named after flowers that I find these individuals. Despite there being many people on the street, I know immediately the faces that translate the story I want to tell. Within the noise and the chaos I could always find that estranged character. Standing alone or among the crowd a moment of their visage would encapsulate the pivotal moment.