K.C. Ortiz uses photography as a tool to educate people about just how bad it is out there and about what “need” really means.
I was locked up for a while and I had a lot of time on my hands, time to think. It was a slow buildup from there that got me into photography. A number of factors all kind of came together at the same time. Where I was, people used their time to bitch and complain about everything and I would point out to them how good we had it. Since I was young I have always paid attention to the world, always read a newspaper, so I knew how bad some people really have it. Their bitching, my own curiosity and the ignorance of the general public on how fortunate they are all kind of just morphed into my head and came out as photography. I wanted to tell other peoples’ stories, to try to help the people who actually need it. I mean “need” in the real sense of the word – not as grammatical emphasis. So I studied all the photos I could get my hands on, had people send me books and magazines, read every paper from front to back, you name it.