Fouad on his vacation in Lebanon. He says: “I put my camera strap around my neck, and slowly walked through the streets and alleys of the lower Basta. Brick by brick, cobblestone by cobblestone, I tried to take as much of it in as I could. From the little piece of yellow plastic hiding in the trash behind a stone fence, to the old bent antenna still elegantly waltzing with a branch on the edge of a roof, everything was prey to my starving lens and gaping memory. I kept walking and taking pictures for three hours under the same blazing sun, until my head was a bonfire and my legs two pillars of concrete.”
See the Vertical Gaze, the Kandinsky Umbrella, the Veranda, the Two Windows, the Closed Arch, and much more interesting photos.
Very interesting presentation.