You know, I can't help but feel that a common element is many of these pictures is a social equation that goes:
poverty = exotic
A photographic formula that goes back as far as
Street Life in London and in literature yet further.
Personally I find it troubling, though at the same time it's important to balance this concern with an acknowledgement that for at least some viewers, the photos may elevate their understanding rather than just confirm and conform to their social assumptions.
One thing I've noticed about many of the great journalist/portraitists is that very few of their subjects are described as, say, "the lady with the red bag," but rather as "Helen." Bruce Davidson was at SFAI a couple of nights ago & it was surprising to find that he knew the families of people he shot on assignments in the 1960's ("the little boy in the back is a lawyer now, and the one on the right bought a new truck last week"). Davidson, Eugene Richards, Mark Ellen Mark, Robert Bergman... none of them back away from "the agency of the subject."
When we photograph across linguistic and cultural divides, we
almost always nullify this agency. It seems the inevitable poison of most vacation and street portraiture, and a real struggle to overcome.