A long way from Palestine the Al-Nakba is still a day that attracts many people. In Copenhagen both Palestinians living there and danish supporters are amongst the crowd. Traditional music and dancing together with speeches is on the schedule.
Criticism across the whole line
In Jerusalem it is not only the Palestinians who fight for justice. When I stopped at Sheik Jarah on my journey, I was meet by mostly Jews who where demonstrating. That day I came directly from one of my many stops by the Silwan valley and I was troubled from what I had seen. This was for me a light in the dark. Finally I came across people who both where Jews and could see the trouble that settlements was bringing to the area.
Sheik Jarah is a part of East Jerusalem that slowly is being taken over, with plans already made to expand the whole area. Some internationals stay in the houses of the families that have gotten an eviction notice. And this keeps the take over at bay for some time, but not actually stopping it. At the demonstration some people where asking what they could do to stop or work against the spreading of settlements and some advice where given. But it seemed that nothing was really working.
“when you get back to Denmark they well believe you more then they believe us”.
I do not know how true this is. On some levels yes, I have been there and so what I talk about is first hand experience, but still I am not sure how much effect it has when looking at the broad picture.
Belaen
Palestinian and international activists protest over stolen agricultural soil in the small town of Belaen outside of Ramallah, in the Palestinian Territory. The local settlers have taken 60% of the usable soil in the area leaving the population with little to grow there crops on. The settlers have been sentenced to give 1/3 of the land back but this has not happened yet. The demonstration evolved into a small riot, with stones, teargas and a lot of running.
Jericho
In the city of Jericho, on the West Bank of Palestine close to the Jordan River about 20.000 Palestinians live in a place that not only is the lowest place below sea level populated by humans, but also the place that has had civilized people living for the longest. The heat and humidity combines a harsh environment that leaves the streets almost completely empty in the day time.
Gilad Shalit
Banners hanging in the trees in Akko showing the picture of Gilad Shalit. An Israeli soldier captured June 2006 by the Hamas, and has been held captured in the Gaza Strip ever since.
A story from Balata
At the Yafa Cultural Center in Nablus hard work is being put into changing the minds of the young that live within the confines of the Palestinian refugee camp Balata. The camp is infamous in more ways then one with its share of violence in the past, the time for a change is now. The camp is known for having the largest population on the smallest peace of land. 25.000 Palestinians within 800 houses live here on a one square kilometer of slum.
In 1948 when the camp was first established it consisted of rows of tents with only the most needed facilities. The electricity was installed in 1975 and this flourished the education amongst the young. Now they could study at night and, the old people in the camp can still remembers how the children was gathered around the lamps like mosquitoes at night. Studying and thus came the second generation of workers that the camp produced. Before the labour that the camp and its population could offer was focused on plowing or other primitive types of work, the next generations moved further and could offer work at a higher level.
Over the years like many other camps it has developed into an overcrowded community where over half of the population is below the age of 18. About 80% of the children here are under nurtured, and this kind of poverty seems to be one of the biggest struggles in everyday life.
In recent years UNRWA have cut down the rations of relief, that are sent to the camp. Now they come at 3 month intervals and this is fare from enough that is needed, Mahmoud Subur, one of the dedicated souls at the Center, says. A year ago the checkpoints that surrounded Nablus got removed and yet again the people from Balata could travel outside the city for work. But with a mere 3-5% of Balatas population that are able to enter into Israeli controlled areas for work, the situation is not looking positive. Some have accumulated enough money over the years to start there own businesses within the camp and now about 350 shops have been established.
The educational advance in the camp has acted as a catalyst, as Mahmoud, describes it. The desire for education has spread amongst the young. On the darker side Balata also catalyzed both the first and the second intefada. They spread from the camp like wildfire in the West Bank and a lot has to be done to ensure that a third does not come along. “The fist consisted of stone throwing, and in the second intefada, guns and bombs was introduced”, Mahmoud says, “no telling what a third will bring”. During the second intefada no less then 16 suicide bombers was derived from the young men of the camp, 230 lost their lived in battle with funerals every week. Today 800 Palestinians here still suffer from handicaps after being hit by bullets or fragments.
The team at the Yafa Cultural Center tries to stimulate the children in the camp to keep them in school and away from violence. It is the aim to make Balata the frontier of education in the West Bank. The most active participants at the center are being sent as exchange students around the world to experience life in other cultures and to make them able to advance further in life then the previous generations. But it is hard work especially with the poverty and low living conditions that the people of the camp face everyday.
Marhmoud hopes for the future is, that the third intefada will be peaceful and will come from the outside. “Now it is time for the rest of the world to protest agents that is happening here”.
Industry on the West Bank
Nablus is trying to improve its image from a tourist town to the industrial capital of the West Bank. During and after the second intefada, Nablus suffered great economical consequences, but now relations with the Israeli government are softening up and improving little by little. Last year the Israelis removed the permanent checkpoints around the city, so Palestinians yet again could travel ind and out of the city, with no permits. This has nurtured the industry and exports are flowing yet again. But not all seems to be all that easy, Nameer T. Khayyat, the General Director of the champed of commerce in Nablus, tells me. “It is not that there are restrictions from the Israeli side on what can be produced here, it is an open marked just like in Israel“. He takes a sip from his tea and continues; “goods from the West Bank are usually delayed, sometimes for weeks at the border. Before we can export them we need the proper documentations and so on. If we are talking about food with a low expiration date then delays at the border can be troublesome“. He also points out that transport costs from the Palestinian territories to the port of Ashdot, sometimes are 4 times as high as the normal transport from the much closer Israeli factories.
6 month ago the Palestinian Authorities stopped the goods that where produced in the illegal settlements from being sold in the West Bank, this seems to be more of a political move, thus the much cheaper Chinese wares are widely available in the region. Many businesses suffer from this kind of dumping. This is something Fatayer can recognize. He is the manager of one of the last two traditional soap factories in Nablus. “Here used to be 35 factories that produced olive oil soap the traditional way. We do not use additives in out production only pure olive oil”. He points to a big mixing bath at the ground floor of the factor. “Now, there are a lot of soap on the marked from China, and people here have forgotten the benefits from using olive oil soap”. With a price that sometimes is 4 times lower then the traditional soap it is not hard to understand why people here would result to buying cheaper goods.
He feels economical pressured and even though he believes in an open marked, he still fells that the Palestinian Authorities should do more to secure the businesses in the West Bank. “I think the situation is getting better day by day, and this is largely because of the stability that the Authorities have given the area. “Still we do have problems when sending out production out. We export to many European countries, and we can only use Ashdot or Heifa. So we need to deal with checkpoints and delays during the transport”.
Textiles, soap, building materials, marble, plastic and aluminium is all something that could be produced on an even larger scale in the West Bank, and not to forget vegetables and fruits. With an more easy method of exporting these goods, an improved economy could be in sight in the territories. Initiatives are being set into motion with exhibitions in different cities in Europe and Tel Aviv, and a new commerce building in Nablus is also on the drawing board. Mr. Khayyat sees the next years as a good opportunity to improve the relations even more with the Israeli government, “open borders is a sure road to peace“.
My journey has started
My journey has started, and I have arrived in Jerusalem at the first hostel. It looks like my further journey will be delayed so I will be staying here to see the sights and get in the mood. Jerusalem looks like cities I have visited before in the Middle East, but still it has another flavor to it.
Almost ready to leave…
I just got the plane-ticket for my next journey sorted out. Yet again it is time for me to travel out and do some interesting reportage work. Due to circumstances that are out of my reach I will not be writing at this time where I am going. But I will try to do some great stuff while out. The trip will stretch out over four month, with a open ended return ticket so I can prolong my stay there.
Labor in EU
Director of International Affairs at The Confederation of Danish Employers, Jørgen Rønnest talks about EU and labor related issues.
300 km north
About 300 km north of Damascus the train stops and several families get off at a tiny town.
See the full series here, from my train traveling in Syria.
The Aleppo Citael
When I traveled Syria I spend some time in Aleppo to visit refugee camps. While I was waiting for things to get sorted out I went to the Citadel of Aleppo and spend two days there. A good thing to remember is to keep on moving. If there is time left over why not do something light and inspiring and then get back to the refugee problematics after? Then you can clear your head and stay focused.
Here is my set from the Citadel.
Qunaitra set online
My photoessay from Qunaitra is finally online.
It was printed back in Nov 2008 in Dagbladet Arbejderen.
View the essay here
COP15 activists in principal case
Nina is one of the 250 activists that now running a principal case, to try and get to the the conclusion that the mass arrests during the COP15 was illegal to conduct by the police. Over a thousand got arrested during the demonstrations and very few ended up being charged.
Bredgade Burning
Today I woke up to the news of a fire in Copenhagen. Straight after todays assignment and before a meeting, I went by to get a picture of it. The fire was luckily put out so the drama was over. There was a huge number of firetrucks due to the fires close proximity to the Queens palace.
Anti fascists on May First
At May first I went by the Anti fascistic demonstration. They went by the spot where the youths house was at Jagtvej 69 called “Ungdomshuset”. On the picture above they are walking by the empty lot that is now used or parking. This is my series from the Ungdomshuset.
Shoes left behind
I am working on putting a series from Qunaitra online. A city on the border to the Golan Heights. The series and essay was printed in The Daily Worker (Danish daily paper) back in November 2008. Here is a pair of shoes that have been left behind in the city of Qunaitra.
We would rather vote for you
A group calling them selves “The republican Constitution Movement“, was gathered by the queens palace in Copenhagen on the day of her 70Th birthday. They are moving for an election for whether we should have a monarchy or not. The banner of the day states that they would rather vote for the queen and follow the normal democratic procedure then have her sit there because of history, royal relations etc. Lately there has been a lot of talks concerning the amount of money that is used to keep this living museum alive and running. Restoration of old houses, hosting parties and so on. Only 1 out of 7 in Denmark is ready to vote against the royal family, so more campaigning is needed to achieve this goal.
About a skater
I am finishing up a series about a skater boy named David. I wanted to do something new and different from what I previously have done. Chance brought us together and for the past 7 month we have meet at the local skate hall. Here I have been introduced to skater life up front, and seen some of the amazing stuff David can do. The story will be printed later this year.
Carlsberg Race
Last weekend I went to a race that was held at the old Carlsberg beer brewery. It was a fund raising event where all the money was donated to the Red Cross. Willing souls could pay up to 530 Euro to ride next a specific driver or in the right car. With a heavy smell of petrol and rubber and sounds of hardworking super cars mixed in with good weather, the scene was laid out for a great day.
Sometimes the smell of garbage can be good
A few days ago I was sitting at my desk as always doing some pictures. I was writing the caption on one of them and could not remember the name of the person on the picture. When I am out and about I always have my notebook with me and write the names and notes to the pictures. This makes the Meta data input easy when I get home. For some reason the name was not in the description on the file.
But anyways… When I opened it up and started to browse the pages this sort of sweat garbage smell emerged from my notebook. I guess the street atmosphere from Setti Zeynep was trapped inside. Funny enough some weeks ago during a meal at my brothers house we where talking about association with smells, and sitting there at my desk it got me thinking of the time I was walking around in busy Damascus on one of my adventures.
COP 15 – And now what?
A few weeks ago at the “Earth hour” I was thinking to myself where all the climate talk have gone too.. Nothing on the news.. No small talk at work. Nothing.. No one is talking about it anymore.
In junction with the Earth Hour, was also the X-Factor finale here in Denmark. I’m not sure about the amount of viewers but it was a little over 2 million. I am not trying to be a climate angle here.. I too was watching the final episode of X-factor. But I am just saying that it seams like all the climate debate has been blown away, and everyday life has once again become.. Well.. everyday.
My collection from the COP15 is ready and on-line. Some can be seen in the Middle Eastern magazine “Shawati”.
Rain on my boots
Finally it looks like the winter is over, and the rain has come over Denmark. In my point of view this is where the new year starts, not in January. Its now new life emerges from the ground etc. My page also needed new life so welcome to the new theme.
Aperture 3 and GPS
I’m testing out the new Aperture 3 for 4 hours now, and I must say I am a little impressed, but not all the way.
One thing that I wanted to try out was the GPS tagging feature, and this works like a dream. Being an Iphone user I love the fact that I can use GPS data from my iPhone photos without having to import them first, this is great. When out on a shoot, just snap one with my iPhone at important locations, and then when I get home I assign the places with the photos.
It seams that the GPS tags are only stored on JPEG’s. The GPS tag on RAW files is only stored within the catalogue file. So after exporting the RAW file as a RAW the data is lost (it stays when exporting as JPEG). This is a little frustrating. I’m not so happy about using photo editing programs that store data in catalogues. I prefer the way that Bridge does it. Having a XMP file with all the adjustments is much easier and I don’t have to worry about the catalogue crashing. And at a point everything seams to slow down when there are to many files to handle.
I am also trying out an app called Geologtag that logs locations and exports as a GPX file that Aperture also can handle. Using this method will bring up a travel path on the map rather then the hot sports that comes from using the iPhone photo method. There is a lite version to try out.
A note on catalogue crash: I was at my parents house 1 week ago, and my farther could not understand why some of the pictures in iPhoto could not be viewed full screen and not edited. After 10 minutes of looking around I found out that all the pictures from 2006-2009 was gone, and only the preview files was there. Like Aperture Iphoto has a package file that it uses to store the files in. I don’t think my farther have been playing around in there and this is something that really makes me anxious. What if this happens to all my stuff while its in there? Back up, back up back up, i know, but still…
Time machine saved the day once again and we could bring all the files from 2006-2009 back.
More from the depth
Still browsing my hard drives, and still finding old photos that sets a good mood around me.
Right after I was done with my work at the refugee camps around Aleppo, Ein El Tal and Neirap, I bumped into two German guys, Jan and Kris, that was traveling Syira and Lebanon. We fell into a conversation and ended up traveling to Latakia together for some days of relaxing. After that we split up, I went to Damascus and they went to Lebanon for a bit of an adventure with the Hisbollah. Taking photos in the wrong part of Beirut can get you into trouble if you don’t know what your doing.
We joined in Damascus after they got released in the Omayyad Mose, for a drink of water in the shade of the sun. Then back to my house for some food, a swim and yet again to be split up.
This photo here is at a buss stop in Latakia. We just arrived from a day of drive in the mountains. The view from up there was amazing.
Finding lost treasure
While working on a very special project I have come across some pictures that just stood out and got me in the right mood. Once more they do a fine job and I just wanted to share one of them with you. This also means that the COP15 pictures will be held back, but priorities have taken over.
This one is from the fantastic city of Damascus. A place I’d like to call my second home.
No ISO 100?
I just spend the last hour trying to figure out why my camera was not able to go to ISO 100 or 6400.. I tried all that I could figure out, nothing helped. It came to a point where I was putting on other lenses to see if there was a malfunction in the hardware. I reset the camera and that did not help either.
The thing that worried me the most was that I yesterday shot pictures at ISO 100, this I can see in the meta data on the files, and when I came home I put the camera down on my table and did not use it further. Hmm…
After some figiding around I remembered that I just before putting the camera down was messing around in some sub menu. Found a “Highlight tone priority” control. I put it in enable thinking that you should always prioritize tones. The tone priority also rendered my flash unable to control the light that made me burn out all the images. Lucky enough I was doing a photo shoot with my cup of tea at the time.
The picture above is the test shot I ended up with after figuring it all out. I hope i’ll be ready with the COP15 pictures for my site in the next few weeks. Please all stand by for them they are worth the wait.
The new year has started
Looks like the new year came in the best possible way. This year I had the joy of spending it with some of the best people around me. We had the best party ever and some great food that I had the pleasure of preparing for them.
I’m looking forward to a great year that I’m sure will bring lots of new adventures to my life. My brother and his wife are looking forward to a family expansion and with my father illness that have come to and end, already there is a lot to start out with.
I’m looking forward to posting lots of beautiful pictures, getting better at what I love doing the most, and hopefully get on that road trip that was planned for 2009 but never happened.
Above is me on my couch looking at the first picture that I got printed, and just my luck it was a front page.
Act The Fuck Now
Happy Holidays to everybody. To all the people who I have worked with, to the people who enjoy my work, the visitors of my page and everyone else.
This picture was taken during the COP15. A German activist uses alternative eye catching methods to communicate his views outwards.
Post COP 15
The COP 15 is over and while all the politicians tries to promote the great job they did while in Copenhagen I will be doing the last editing and getting ready to bring you my pics form the 2 weeks of protests, meetings, talks and well more protests.
‘Copenhagen Outcome’
The Copenhagen Outcome is in place at this moment. World leaders have come to a non binding agreement. The last demonstration was held before and during the moment the deal was sealed.
I’ll be using next week to compile my cop 15 series and send the last pictures off to the folks I made deals with. The two pictures below is one from Øksnehallenwhere the NGO’s that could not enter the Bella Center held there last meetings. As the large screen in the back concludes the summit they are doing some concluding of there own. the other is form the last demonstration in front of the parliament. Free the climate prisoners was but one of the messages of the day.
Too many arrests
During the summit there have been some demonstrations going on as one could expect. The police here leaves nothing to chance, to they take as many as they can and holds them over night in the special “climate prison” as preemptive arrests. On the 12Th of December during the biggest demonstration yet, 1.000 people was arrested and held over night. only 4 ended being charged. A lot of criticism has been put on the police but a law here that got passed just before the COP15 summit gives the police the rights to hold anyone back that they feel can pose a threat. below is 5 pictures that show some of the demonstrators.
Don’t buy into there lies
Today was the first real street protest. The plan was to hit different of the polluting companies, shops and office buildings, but due to preventive arrests less then expected arrived and not nearly enough to complete the task. The danish police handled it well, and no real problems arose.
Tomorrow is going to be the big day, about 50.000 is going to attend and Never Trust A Cop, is saying on there website they will stay in the inner city and start the riots. I don’t know yet if ill be heading out to the Bella Center or stay inside the city.
Hopenhagen
On the main square of Copenhagen, Hopenhagen is happening.
Different small green houses have been set up, each with a theme. They are all gathered around a gigantic spinning globe. New CO2 friendly engines, CO2 calculators and a Norwegian shipping manufacturer who has made freighter ships that run on natural gas, is some of the things you can see here. Later today the Tesla electric car will be promoted too.
Hopenhagen have been criticised by some of the NGO’s at the climate forum due to the heavy advertisements and from companies like Siemens and Coca cola who them selves are responsible for a lot of polluting.
Climate Forum
The place where we have our camp is at the Climate Forum. Its an alternative summit for all the NGO’s, artists etc. who are not invited to the actual COP 15. It’s a people summit where all can come and go as they please.
The fundaments of Climate Forum are all the volunteers, from all over. The first picture is two of the volunteers that helped put out chairs, and rig the stage. Then there are two photographers who have done climate projects. Indians and rain forest. There wasn’t much to do today. Tomorrow there will be more to do. I have written one of the more militant activist movements, requesting an interview. Hope they write back.
COP15 kickoff
So this is the launch of the COP15. I have really been looking forward to it for some time now. The whole city is buzzing. All over the place there is something relating to the summit. Ice sculptures, climate cafes, workshops etc. Since I’m not going to be attending the actual summit form the inside, I’ll be discovering all that happens outside. Today I have been coordinating with some of the folks I’m going to be working with during the next two weeks.
I’ll be looking into some of the stuff that is happening all over town during the kickoff. But before that happens I need to gather all the gear and stuff that is scattered all over my apartment and in my car.
Kirke Asyl – Church Asylum
A few days ago I went to get a few pictures from the demonstration held by “kirke Asyl” (Church Asylum) in front of the parliament in Copenhagen. The same morning yet a new set of refused refugees from Iraq was send home. Kirke Asyl is currently helping the refused refugees in Denmark to seek help.
Shut It Down
Yesterday I went to the first of many demo stations that will be held in junction with the climate conference that will be held in Denmark later this year. 1200 people from different organisations tried to break the police barricades, enter a coal power plant in Copenhagen and stop the coal from being transported inside. They did not succeed in entering, but the plant did get closed down for security reasons. 150 did get close enough to get arrested, while the majority got shut down and sent home.
I must say I’m looking forward to next fey month.
“Close the Camp” (Luk Lejren) – Repost
A quick look in my stats show me that my “Close the Camp” series has had a lot of views. So I have taken the steps to make a dedicated page for it. Personally I think it shows a god days work. I was really up for it and have had a few telling me they thought they were great. If you haven’t seen them, give them minute or two. If you have seen them already have another look.
Closing the Camp, or the link on top of the page.
Augustin from Romania
Augustin from work needed a new Facebook picture, and who am I to say no. For two days we have been making fun of his made up mafia relations and that he is a bad boy. So we made a couple of images that should portrait him in this way.
One eye out in the open and his black shadow following him close behind.
Sand sculpture
Pavel Zadanyuk from Moscow and Martin Tulinius from Denmark is sculpturing sand in Hundested harbour some weeks ago. Pavel is a former world champion and Martin got second place. Here they are half done with what would end up being the biggest sculpture in Denmark.
A trip up north
When I drive up north to visit my parents, I never really take the time to stop and snap a few. Today I did. This is from the one of the roads leading to Frederiksvaerk, a town in the north of Zealand. View in large
Hundested Havn
Yesterday I was up in the north of Zealand, in Hundested. Its a harbour and beach city that used to be populated only by fishermen. Yesterday it was invaded by Kite surfer’s.
This is a landscape stitch I did. (View big)
A collection that makes me smile
Finally I got around to posting the collection from my recent trip to Syria between 2008 and 2009. This is a fuller then normal series that shows Syria as I see it. There is a sense of both chaos and calm over each image, like Syria in general is. All have been captures from the passenger side of our Volvo, as we rode Syria thin from downtown Damascus to the suburban areas and out in the countryside.
Please go to the dedicated page for this collection –> Riding shotgun in Syria
Anti Gaza demo with mixed feelings
Last week I went to an Anti Gaza demonstration in the center of Copenhagen. I must say I have mixed feelings towards how everything turned out.
The first part was an unannounced demonstration that was to meet up with the main one on the main square of Copenhagen. As always the police stopped the demo, to turn it into an official one so they could walk on the streets. No big deal. People from abroad always seam to find this funny but this is how it works here. In the struggle to always be against the Man, the left wing do a lot of unannounced demonstration and then either get shut down, or convert it into a official on the spot.
The main gathering was good. lights, candles, and some politicians who gave speeches etc. Like in most of the world when our politicians talk about the Middle East they always insert a “But we are a true friends of Israel” in every other sentence. Again and again they feel the need to stress that Denmark is an Ally of Israel. When ever they give negative points to Israel they are very fast to also give negative points to, in this case, Hamas. I am a strong believer in equality, especially when it comes to politics. Each side should be listened to, and weighed. But this was just too much.
There was a lot of Palestinians gather too, and they were cheering at most of the words like “ceasefire“ and “peace“. One thing that made me laugh and made the Palestinians cheer a little less was when one of our Politicians, Margrethe Vestager, following a demand to shut down Israels war on Gaza, that made the growd cheer, said that the Hamas also needed to be Shut down. I think that she for a second forgot who she was speaking to.
It would turn out that the police had to close down the party afterwards. When the last one had spoken and the people who had arranged the demonstration told everyone goodnight, 3 very very large firecrackers were thrown in the middle of a squad of policemen. I was standing about 30 meters from one of them and it gave a very big pressure on my chest. It must have been some serious stuff. After the third the police drove in with police trucks and arrested everyone in the pack of troublemakers. It’s not that it gets me scared, I’m mostly calm when it comes to it. But actually feeling the pressure made me go in instant serious mode. I wouldn’t want one of them exploding near me.
While the troublemakers were down and handcuffed, others were shouting at the police. Telling them that they were no better then the Israeli army in that they were arresting children and being un-democratic. The mixed feeling I have is largely due to the last bit. Why show your anger in this way? When I watch the pictures on Al Jazeera, I too become frustrated and overwhelmed by the feeling of powerlessness. I want to break something, do something. Shout…. I will admit that tears have run down my cheeks after overloading myself with the horror that Israel have brought down upon the Gaza strip in the last weeks. Despite of the will inside of me to manifested my anger, throwing a small bomb at a squad of policemen in the heart of Copenhagen would not even make the top 100 on my list.
I have been thinking about why my pictures from that night were so bad. Why everything was happening in front of me with my camera hanging over my shoulder. I have come to the conclusion that I was too caught up in what was happening. My strong feelings got the better of me and I was unable to take a step back and let the things play out. This is something that I will have to work with. I need to focus despite of the theme.
The picture above is a “train” on arrested troublemakers that made the police shut down the demonstration by throwing large firecrackers at a squad of policemen.
Anti Gaza war rally
Yesterday I attended an anti Gaza War rally. Unfortunately I cant speak Arabic so I missed out on most of the content. The pictures got on akhbar.dk its an Arabic on line newspaper.
Money was funded and later on music, all together a good night. Today there is a huge demonstration downtown that I’ll also be attending. Nice to see there is a Strong awareness here in Copenhagen.
The TV are fixed on Gaza at all the wake hours of the day.
The reactions here on the recent escalations in Gaza is as anyone would expect rage and sorrow. Where ever you go there is a TV tuned into Al Jazeera. My local barber, that I usually go to when my beard gets to full who usually watches soaps, have also tuned in. At my aunts house the TV are fixed on Gaza at all the wake hours of the day. All the radio stations talk about Gaza, or Gazzah’ as they say here, the music stations resort to fund raising through jingles in every commercial break.
I myself have been watching a lot of Al Jazeera English. Being the only news channel on the spot it leaves no other options. The uncensored pictures they send out leaves little doubt in my mind that Israel once again have over engaged a weak community of civilians.
Gaza is one of the worlds most populated place on the earth. The high density of people will give any shell that is fired into the city a very little chance of not hitting civilians. So how is Israel going to go through the mission, removing Hamas while not killing civilians? That is purely up to Israel. If they engage, they must carry the responsibility as well. Leaflets dropped from planes tells the people of Gaza to flee from possible targets. So if a person living in Gaza reads a leaflet does that give the opposing army a carte blanche to bombard the area? The whole situation is a mess. And while the EU decides what to do, the pictures on Al Jazeera keeps rolling.
The picture above show a silent protest down town Damascus.
War in Gaza cancels new years eve, but not all of it…
For new years we went to a restaurant close to our house. As so many other places they had booked live music for the night. As soon as the war broke out in Gaza a wave of cancellations rolled over the Arab world. It’s nice to see how this part of the world, though how chaotic it can seam at times, can find pillars to stand together by.
The dinner did happen, but instead of the live music they held an auction in favor of the people in Gaza. One gentleman won a bid of 20.000 Syrian Pounds (about 300 Euros) on a water pipe.
The live music was canceled but that didn’t mean they couldn’t book a DJ for the night. At first I was in the notion that the restaurants had been a part of the decision to tone down the party activates throughout the whole region, but it seemed I was wrong. In some countries it had been decided at a governmental level but in Syria it was the community of musicians that was the decider. Not that it matters a whole lot, but I must say it fell apart when they just played loud music anyway.
In a time of war, business will be business. Above is a couple letting loose to an Arabic classic.
The weeding
So it was the big day for the newly weds. I must say it was impressive. It was held at The Four Seasons hotel, and previously I have only had coffee there and some years ago I spend the new years.
The grooms farther is a high level manager at the hotel so they didn’t hold back in showing how you party here in the Middle East. It happens rarely that you get your food served on plates. Usually they set out a buffet were you can eat until you burst. At this formal event we got three courses and then a dessert buffet so they had the best of two worlds. The amount of dessert that you end up eating equals the actual 3 course dinner. It’s lovely.
The music spanned from soft chamber music preformed by 3 musicians in the center of the room, to some dance remixes of different dance classics from the 90′s and early 2000′s. The other guests seamed to enjoy them selves and so did we.
Any type of formal event here in this part of the world is used for networking, not only business but also social networking. Meaning that if you have a son or a daughter who is just about the right age for marriage then you would also be looking for interesting prospects. Everyone plays along, they dress to kill and make sure to be on there toes throughout the whole night. I’m used to being asked by friends in regards to my interest in the different females that would be at the same parties as us, “What do you think about her? Ohh she looks nice!” When it comes from an aunt or a uncle it seems different. As I have said before there is only one way of dealing with this, and its to take a huge spoon and east it up! The selection for this post had to be the wedding cake just about the tip over. Too many chefs actually do spoil the food.
Pre-wedding
Yesterday I went to a pre-wedding. As a lot of things down here the way of doing things are so different from back home that you just want to take a big spoon and eat everything without questioning it. Well some questions cant go unanswered…
It was held at a big function hall in central Damascus, that was made in a French colonial style. Very impressive. Only men attend this formal event. You enter one by one saying hello to the groom, his farther, her farther and the close family. Then you find a chair preferably together with either your own family or friends. The invited are either the family or close friends so your bound to bump into some one you know.
The reason that I chose the picture above for this post is that it was more or less the main attraction together with a very delicious buffet afterwards. 7 Imams were sitting on a small stage, singing and chanting verse form the Koran while the guests sat and listen. The reason for this is to “seal the deal” said in plain. They bless the new couple and pray for a happy future for them. A member of the brides family is also an Imam so half way through he borrowed the microphone to say a few words while the on stage imams could rest a bit.
All around the hall there were white statues that I’m guessing were naked. Due to the religious nature of the party they were covered by a white cloth.
Today I’m attending the actual wedding that is going to be held at the Four Seasons hotel. I’m sure it will be impressive.
Tea and talk with Haitham Maleh
Today I stopped by Haitham Maleh for a drink of green tea. Amongst all the people I have around me he is the one that keeps impressing me the most with his constant fight for his fellow mans rights, that we in the west take for granted. He is always harsh in his word selection when it comes to his views on governmental suppression. With the several books he has written, essays, TV interviews, etc. not to mention the Seven years he spend in a prison for speaking his mind, I think its safe to say that he is a veteran.
The seven years of prison and constant harassment from the government has fueled his fight, and with a massive support from all over the world there is no stopping him. He has been denied the rights to leave Syria so unfortunately he can’t visit us anymore.
Food, presents and lots of guests…
Well, all of the above, but just done in another way.
First off the food was not as it used to be, but great never the less. We were not able to catch a bird, so we had calf. And instead of the traditional rice pudding we had some of my mothers homemade coffee ice cream. A small tree in our living room from china, no real trees were available in Damascus. We only had 2 presents under it so the relative smaller size of it was actually OK.
This year we only got presents for my brothers daughter who is 4 years old. So in all fairness she was the only one we received gifts from. If you look pass the fact that she has no economy to support the gifts there is a pure joy in getting something that comes so close from the heart. Just like last time I got something from her, I’m guessing that she also this time picked it out herself.
I know of some people who calculate the price of the gifts they are getting, and then go out and get something that costs the same. This is economically speaking a fair trade, but has nothing to do with the act of giving a gift. One gift I got from her was a hood, that she picked out in a cloth store I usually get my cloth from. The reason being that she never saw me with one on, and it was getting cold outside. I must say that I don’t remember having that thought process when I was that age.
To get back to my point, a lot of people need to fall back down to thinking if the people we are giving the gift to actually needs it, rather then going out with an amount of money that we need to use on a gift. The easy way of doing this is getting a prioritized list and just getting the one on the very top. What did I get from her this year? A new bracelet. Not that I’m a collector, this will be my second one. The first one I got and still use is one that she made for me last time I went to Syria to keep me safe. It was made from pearl and string that I got her for last Christmas. What did I get her? A dress like shirt, with tights that was on the top of her list.
Christmas! Slow starter….
My farther is looking at two of the garden cats from the kitchen window in our house in Syria. This must be the slowest Christmas start ever. No stress just taking it easy. I wouldn’t go so fare as to call it a traditional feast, but good never the less. We will be having 16 guests tonight. from all over the Middle East and of cause my uncle from America.
My mother is a master decorator. Some is homemade, while other stuff is mixed in to look homemade. This is great, and people down here is amazed with the effort she puts in it.
Christmas count down, the day before the day.
After about 9 hours of plane ride, due to a 2 hour stop over in Amsterdam were we for some reason was not allowed to exit the plane, I find myself settling in at the house in Syria once more.
On the way from the Airport we stopped by one of the better restaurants here in Damascus, in the Christian area Babtuma, don’t know the name. Who would have known that President Bashar Al Assad and the Croatian President Stjepan Mesić also had picked this spot to dine at tonight.
The two tables we were apart were enough to see that they more or less had the same food that we were having. Lamb chops on bread with some chopped herbs.
unlucky enough I did not bring my cam! I left it in the car with my bags. This would have been a great photo opportunity. Ohh well guess I’m not meant to win them all. I tried snapping one with my Nokia as he was leaving. The phone is still in the car, I’ll post the picture tomorrow when I get it recharged.
My mother did get a small tree for us here, so a little but of Christmas will happen for my sake.
EDIT: Picture have been attached this post. He is the gentleman in the middle of the crowd facing me. The man standing opposite him is the Croatian President.
Christmas count down, Dec 13th.
After a night out with Copenhagen’s left wing youth I must say the holiday spirit is at a all time low. It was a sympathy demonstation in protest of the killing of the 15 year old activist in Greece. I’m hoping to be able to distance this tragic event before the 24th. Below is my 10 pictures from that night.
Christmas count down, Dec 10th.
At the center of my suburban town the guy selling trees is displaying a pill of show. Though its melting all over the place it must be fake. Looks like it caught the eye of the boy in jeans.
Christmas count down, Dec 9th.
This is for the moment being the place I work part time. I gotta do what I gotta do to pay my bills while I work on the photo’s. It’s part time, and not to overloading. Note the 3 hearts the staff put up above my paper dispenser, this will surely put me in the seasonal spirit.
Christmas count down, Dec 7th.
This picture from yesterday shows more or less how my Christmas spirit is right now, and no I’m not about to commit suicide ;-)
It’s just that apart from the supermarkets and malls there is no Christmas yet going on. Its not cold enough to show. People are stressed out. The buss left me on the side of the road in spite of me running towards it. It’s like everything just isn’t working right.
Some days ago I went down to the travel agent at Syria Air and got a ticket for Damascus leaving on the 23rd of Dec. coming home on the 7th of Jan. Apart from eating duck with my parents on the 24th I haven’t made plans yet for the trip.
Christmas count down, Dec 3rd.
The grand tree on the main square in Copenhagen together with the money chest that collects funds for the less fortunate. This way even the poor families get a basket full of goodies for the 24th.
Christmas count down, Dec 2nd.
By the looks of it id say Christmas has moved into my local mall. I always find these kinds of scenarios so double sided. On one side they are trying to get people in a warm mood, and on the same time they look so dead. Mechanical and horror like. But the children seam to only catch the first side.
Christmas count down, Dec 1st.
My sister in law, Tina, came up with the idea of shooting gnomes for my x-mass count down. Everyone hates them, or?… Well I thought why not. This is the first of 24 posts featuring the hated / loved gnomes from gardens, street corners, my bathroom (more on that later), and were ever else I find them.
The picture today is actually one of my own. You can say I have a love / hate relation ship with this culture. He usually resided in my bathroom, but today he was out for some fresh air.
I’m cut off from reality
Together with millions of others I’m deeply committed to my favorite game, after the latest Blizzard release. I have chosen to take a break from my pictures for a couple of weeks while I get some of the exiting storyline under my skin. This may seam like a waist of time to the outsider, but in the wow community there is no other way. Monsters await the slaughter while the many quests are completed. While dodging fireballs and progressing trough the game, I’m thinking about what my next photo project will be.
I’d like to do a picture a day for the first 24 days of December. I hope I can keep that up, as it would make me go out every day to take at least one picture. Let’s see how that turns out.
The article in the paper went great. It was beautifully done on the mid pages and really worked all together. Another clip went in my folder for later show off.
The picture above is from my city on the launch night of Wrath of the Lich King. American students were the first to get there hands on the game expansion. There were four girls who were in ecstasy and used 4-5 minutes realizing that the time had come.
Sleepy monday
With a bag of cookies in one hand and a cookie in the other this gentleman seamed to have fallen asleep in the buss beside me. I must say I felt like doing the same. Sleeping trough my alarm clock this morning and missing my appointment at the newspaper to select pictures for the second article that is to be printed tomorrow, you can say I started my day in a rather stressed fashion.
Luckily there was still time before deadline and I made it. Last time I was pleased with the result so you can say I’m anxious to see tomorrows edition, will it be just as good?
I was thinking the other day that I have to few pictures that “just” capture the moment. And too many that tries to find some special angle. Capturing the situation with a pure approach can sometimes make the point more clear… Though I would have liked if he had turned his head the other way so we could see him better.
‘Returning Home’ is on-line
The pictures have been taken down from the walls of the World Culture Center. I’m going by today to pick up the pictures. I think I will hang some up on my own walls to treat my guests to something else then white walls.
A really nice mid page have been printed in Dagbladet Arbejderen, with the essay and 4 of the pictures. The written part behind it served to be printed and I’m really happy with the result. This is my first written piece so it was a delight to see it in print. The next two article is being worked on. Pictures needs to be selected and the last things looked over, so There will be enough to look after in the last few days.
Returning Home is to be found here ‘Returning Home‘. I would be grateful for comments on it as I have spend a lot of time getting it done.
On another note I’m in between jobs right now. Meaning that I have stopped my previus job and is soon to start on another that will bring my hours down a good portion, so I will have even more time doing my photography. This will result in less new cloth and expensive food and more of what I need to focus on. I’m confidant that this is the right thing for me right now. I picked a job that was really easy to find, within my educated field that is working as a chef in a kitchen. I promise to give you the full story on a future post about how a chef gets into photography.
The picture above is from last weeks riot in Copenhagen. Teargas fills the street.
Luk Lejren, Close the Camp – recap
So Saturday I went up to the demonstration that I’ve talked about earlier. The activists that joined up, tried to cut open the fence that surrounds the camp to set focus on the problematics on this issue. Asylum seekers that spend a lot of time in the camps and the refused that are to return to unscented futures were but some of the headlines of the day. A thousand activists gathers at a train station three kilometers away. The first part was peace full, walking trough the forest roads, very little police in sight and the normal screaming and shouting.. No big deal.
When we arrived at the asylum center, an iron ring of police, police cars and trucks, and barricades that were placed in front of the center were present. When I say we, I mean the activists and us photographer. Everyone knew that there would be a big police presence. The activists had written online what they planned on doing, so everyone were ready. This seams to be the style these days; giving everyone a notice in advance.
It was a great day, not only a good photo opportunity but also a cause I feel like following for a while on. This is some of the pictures I got from this bout.
Busy Facades
While doing some late night photo editing I stumbled over this very busy picture. Its must be the charm in the homemade look that smears my eyes. Nothing much more to say about this.
On another note, I just learned today that there will be some action going on at the ‘Sandholmlejeren‘ that I mentioned below in my abundance post. A group of activists will try and cut the fence and make some trouble, in favor of the refugees inside of cause. I’ll will be there all day with my camera ready for some nice shots. Knowing the police here they will be taking no chances, and this reminds me that I need to get a new holder for my press pass so I wont get into trouble myself. This all goes down on Saturday.
The abundance in Denmark
Today I went to two different events. One was more of an event then the other, but never the less it made me see two different definitions of the word “abundant“. We started out in the suburbs of Copenhagen at a dog show hosted by a Danish dog magazine. It was vendors selling biscuits, collars, dog couches and handbags with dog motives. In the center there where a stage with dogs being judged and what ever else you would expect. After that we headed out to a Red Cross refugee camp north of Denmark, ‘Sandholmlejeren‘. Every Sunday for the past year a group of elderly Danes have been demonstrating outside because of the poor conditions of especially the children in the camp.
Both show just how much wealth we have here, both monetary and humanitarian. While some spend all their free time grooming pets, others work towards improving the living conditions of refugees in Denmark. At the dog show we got handed a flier from a dog dentist, at the camp we got lyrics to a song that was to be sung at the end of the demonstration.
Here is 4 collages that puts everything together.
Whats in here?
I’m almost done with the pictures for Scanpix. It’s dead boring to do, but it seams that all fun things comes with a bunch of boring stuff too. Photography is no different ;-(
Picture above is Flora is looking in the fridge, for something to eat.
Birthday, relaxing and meta data
It was my birthday yesterday. We had a small dinner at my parents house. A few presents and a lot of cake, just the way I like it. Actually we have more cake left, so I have something to look forward to today also. To cool down I have been spending some time at my parents house. They are soon leaving for Syria so I might as well spend some time with them before they leave. It’s a slow pace up here in the country side. Going on walks during the day, doing some meta data on a bunch of pictures I’m going to hand over to Scanpix on Monday and then spending the night playing my favorite computer game, is more or less what goes on here.
I sure hope Scanpix will be happy with the Syria pictures. Would be nice to sell a few there. The exhibition is going okay. I went by with a friend of mine to give a personal tour, and to make sure everything was as it should be. It was. I’ll soon be uploading the photos so you can see them here, I’ll do it when they are taken down from the walls of the Culture Center.
A few days ago I bumped into the journalist from Al Khabar, who interviewed me. He had a copy with him of the newspaper I was in. It was in Arabic so my farther translated it to me. It turned out that he like the pictures and the story behind them. He thought they touched the problematics in a good way. If you can your welcome to read it here.
The picture above is from the lake close to my parents house. It’s a nice walk down there.
Relaxing at my parents house
When I need some fine cooking and another place to plug in my MacBook Pro, I spend some time with my parents. They don’t have all that much to do. Keeping the garden from taking over the house seams to be the primary undertaking.
Bjarke Fogh
One thing I sometimes do, is go for a nice walk around town with my good friend Bjarke. He studies architecture, so he enjoys taking pictures of buildings. I kinda like people on my pictures. So the best picture of they day is usually of him.
Did you use digital?
At the opening of my exhibition I got asked a lot of questions about the story, the people and also some concerning the technique used. This last part is not an irrelevant thing, it has a lot to do with how the pictures come out. But I always feel that there are so many other questions you could ask that would be more interesting; to me that is. I know there are so many who feel that the method is very important. This is certainly not to slack anyone off, I think the entry into photography is something that is personal. The way I go about it is with very little knowledge of, lets say the chip inside my camera. I know it is of very high grade, and that is really all I need to know. The same goes with my glass. They are really nice and I love working with them, but the technical specifications are not so important to me. This is also why you wont find me going on and on about gear, upcoming new stuff that I want, etc. It’s not that I’m not a gear junkie like anyone else, I just don’t like talking about it.
When I started out I was the opposite, always talking about Mpix and read speed on the SD card’s and so on. I think I shook it off me when I found out that most of the people don’t really care about it. Most don’t even know what its about. They just see a picture and either they like it or not. While the pictures for my exhibition were being hanged on the walls on the culture center one of the people working there came by to see how things were going. After we were done he wanted to show me some of his photo work. It’s always interesting to see what others are working with, so I went with him to have a look. They were art photos and with every flip of the page he added, “This was done with no photo-shopping”, and I must say he spoiled the experience.
The picture above is of the Citadel in Aleppo in Syria, and was done with a lot of Photo shopping,
Printed in a book
It seams I forgot to tell you about a book that I got printed in. I don’t know why but I just didn’t say anything.
www.strejkefotos.dk is were you can find it, the page is in Danish, but I’m sure you can find some web translator for it. It’s kinda cool, I’m on 12 of the 100 pages in the book, so I’m satisfied.
It’s about a general strike that were in Denmark right before I left for Syria. It may not be the most action packed book around, but its nice to see my work on something else then news paper. There were 150 pre-orders on it.
Above is a black and white version of one the pictures that made it into the book.
[Edit: As the comment stated below I have learned that there were actually 650 pre-orders, must have been some misinformation]
The day after
I slept for a little longer then usual today. A part of my fatigue yesterday was due to not having the time to eat. Two bowls of cereal was all that I could master.
I went to have dinner at my brothers house then coffee and some mindless TV watching. It’s nice to just relax sometimes. I feel that I have put in some good work the last few days so it’s alright. Tomorrow I will be heading down to the culture center to make sure everything is alright. I’ll sneak a peek to find out if there are some people looking at my work. The next projects are already being thought about, it’s a good idea to always keep moving.
Ohh, and I need to go out and find a good place to get a drivers license. I know its embracing at my age not having one, especially with people around me that have been telling me for years to get one. This is a practical thing that I cant, as a photographer, live without any more. I’ll tell you more about it later.
The picture above is from Damascus. It’s taken by my cousin Ahmed Masri, that went with me one day out and about. I’m talking with a young kid, a goat herder who lives in Sayida Zeinab. He is one of the children that ended in my exhibition.
The big day, recap
First of all, thanks for the people who showed up.
Everything went great. I had a chance to talk about my motivation for the project, the story behind, etc. There will be a article about it in the end of the week In a small paper that I’m looking forward to reading. I must say I’m busted after a whole day of work and talk and being on the spot, so I’ll just stop now and post something tomorrow.
Sorry I don’t have pictures yet, my mentor Morten Mejnecke snapped a few, so they will be here later.
Almost the big day
Tomorrow will be the big day. I just need to print the photo text and hang the pictures on the walls. I have no idea if its butterflies or coffee that is upsetting my stomach right now, but something is going on. I would like to also say something to the folks that decide to come. I have no idea what that will be yet. Either I will come up with something tomorrow or just improvise, I don’t feel like thinking too much about it.
Above is a picture from the best falafel experience ever. I spend about 20 minuts here. enyoing the thick trafic and kaos in general that was unfolding in this road crossing. It was cheap and really good. He put in something special that i have no idea what was but i must say i didi the job. Sometimes its hard to figure out if it would be alright to take the picture or not. The risk ruining the moment is great if you ask for permission. In Syria I most of the times just raised the camera and started to take pictures carefully. If no one pretested i would continue. Else just saying sorry would most of the times fix things.
Jan & Kris
On my journey trough Syria I stumbled upon 2 German backpackers, Jan and Kris. We traveled together for the last part of my trip, ending it in Damascus with a dinner at my house. A lot of the time we discussed various questions about society and life in general. The one thing I love most about meeting new people, and the thing that really for my sake is the driving point, is that I always find myself opened up to new point of view. Not that I constantly change my standpoints, but more in a way of better understanding the reasons for the opposite belief. While in Syria this happened to me on a daily basis, making life both hard and interesting. In regards to Jan and Kris, I hope to again have the pleasure of exchanging ideas with these two in particular.
The Little Mermaid
My niece, Flora, wanted to go see the little mermaid at the movies, so we did. As most healthy girls she likes pink dresses, princesses, and hosting tea-parties and of cause shoes! After we headed down the the harbour for some shopping and a walk to see the real deal.
Framed
I finished the framing today. Now there are at the center in a stack ready to be hung up on the wall. I bumped into the editor of the other Arab newspaper we have in Denmark. Other one then the one that interviewed me yesterday. They will also show up, so now the coverage in the Arab community is pretty good. Apart from that I send out a press release yesterday to most of the media outlets, hoping to get some coverage there as well. A small newspaper had a bit about the exhibition today telling there readers to go and check it out.
The picture above is of the Wine-leave-with-rise-wrapping-machine seller I came by In Damascus. He is up against the wall of the Omayyad Mosque in the center of the old city. This may seam like bad business, but while I was taking pictures of him he sold 3 machines.
Interviewed
Why am I doing this? What would I like the outcome to be? Why refugees in Syria? This and a lot more was what I had the chance to talk about when I was interviewed for a newspaper aimed at the Arab community today. It’s in Arab, so I’ll need to get my next door neighbour who works as a translator to work out what they end up writing about me. It’s kind of nice to get some attention. This was not the first interview I was a part of, but the first time I was the one who was asked.
Tomorrow I’ll finish what I started today, and that is putting the last pictures in frames. Framing them really make me think about my photography. The enormous journey that a picture takes from when the shutter is pressed to the final print, really puts everything in perspective. The hours that are put into a project like this has to be of little relevance in relation to the story that is to be displayed. But if the pictures does a poor job of telling it, then the journey is meaningless. Time will tell.
The picture above is one of the thousands of beautiful side streets you find in the old city in Damascus.
The prints and the poster
Today I made the prints and also a poster for the exhibition with ‘Søren’. He is the one at the culture center who deal with print and PR. He really did a good job and I’m happy with the results. The poster in its self is not the most beautiful design. It’s a template they use for all there posters, so there were nothing much I could do apart from selecting the colors and what to write on it.
It says something like:
“Returning Home, 7-31 October 2008, opening at 19:30
A Photoessay about returning Iraqi refugees from Syria by Ali Nabulsi.
Pictures selected
Looks like I’m more or less done selecting the photos for the big day. I wouldn’t call it an easy task, but that’s one of the things that makes it fun. A thing I use to visualize the series, is a small photo printer that makes 10×15 pictures (postcard size). It’s a nice way of playing around with the order, and it makes it easy to see if the pictures tones are the same or not. I also like to have them out on the table all day, so even when I’m not actually working on it, I’ll still have them to look at.
On my trip to Syria I had it with me, and on some occasions, printed out a copy of the folks I was photographing. This is an excellent way of giving something back.
The photo above is from down town Damascus.
Ready for print, almost…
I’m almost ready to get everything printed for the exhibition. It will all happen on Wednesday, hopefully. To be honest I have never tried to put a picture in a frame, but how hard can it be?
Above is one of the pictures that I’m not gonna include in the final selection, but still have some attraction towards. A hand full of souls I came by in Syria will always be with me. Rabaea is one of them. Amongst the children I photographed in Setti Zenep he stood out of the crowd. He asked me for a print, and after I made it, I had it with me everywhere I went in case I would come by the area. I tried two times to find him and give it, but all of a sudden I couldn’t find him, and i ran out of time. I’ll try again when I return to Syria.
Exhibition: “Returning Home”
On the 7th of Oct. and the rest of the month I will be showing some of the work that I did in Syria. The theme will be Iraqi refugees returning home.
I must say I’m looking forward to it. With not everything selected yet there is some work still to be done, but who doesn’t like deadlines?
For obvious reasons I wont be showing any pictures before.
If you are in Copenhagen in Oct then come by and have a look, the admission is free. It’s on the World Culture Center on Nørre Alle 7, Cph N
If you have problems getting there give me a call.
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