the certain nature of uncertainty
when the mask drops
The urban spirit
when you have seen more than your share
tales of fading glory
on the road for handouts
a page from the Beirut sketchbook
sleepless nights and random sketches
some stories are best left vague
his imaginary girlfriend
time to leave
opening act
non-stop protest
Beirut nights
Beirut, beautiful, sophisticated, artsy, dirty, confused, decadent, mismanaged and always pulls on my every hidden emotion.
Beautiful!
Wow, you are good at portrait photography 🙂
Interesting and thought provoking, what good art should be.
When the mask drops… Wunderbar. ::smiles::
<3
Really beautiful work, congratulations!
Yes, it seems all of that… thanks for sharing.
I just love your work – those shadows – .. c
Welcome back home, Mimo. I’m sure you may have mixed feelings, but home always is… home.
A great “pot-pourri”. My own recollections of Beyrouth are sketchy at best, long before the war, it looks like there is a lot to do. When? is the question. Loved the “imaginary girfriend” and the old man… amongst others. Thank you for sharing. i hope you find your family and friends well.
A bientôt
Brian