Category: Reflections
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The Trees and What They Hold~
Düsseldorf, Spring 2025 Walking by the harbor today, I stopped again in front of those familiar sculptural trees — the ones that rise up so dramatically along the promenade. Their bare, twisting branches looked like something from another world all winter long. But now, something is shifting. Spring is here, and you can already see…
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The Woman in the Window~
Today, during a photo walk in Paris with a group of fellow photographers, I found myself stopping in the middle of the busy streets when I saw her. A woman, standing at her window, looking out quietly at the world below. That one moment caught me completely. In a city full of noise and motion,…
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Happiness is a Rain Puddle Away~
There’s something deeply humbling about rain. Most of us scurry under umbrellas, race to shelter, or let the gloom sink into our moods. But rain is just water, falling freely from the sky—cleansing, nourishing, temporary. I’ve watched adults, including me, sigh at the forecast, as if raindrops were a punishment. And yet, a child sees…
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A Collective Longing ~
There are days when I walk the streets and see crowds of people, each moving with purpose, each immersed in the rhythm of their individual lives. From the outside, it all seems ordinary—people going about their days, burdened with tasks, chasing goals, entangled in their own stories. But then, there’s something deeper I sense, something…
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Daily Walks, Endless Discoveries
Every day, I walk. One hour, sometimes a little more. Always through the same general path, often circling back to familiar streets, buildings, and turns I’ve memorized without meaning to. One of those daily constants is a building by Frank Gehry—silver, curving, fluid—rising unexpectedly out of the landscape like a thought you didn’t know you…
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Through the Eyes of a Photographer ~
Ever since I discovered photography in 1996 in New York, it has never left my side. It has become something I think about daily—without exaggeration. Photography has woven itself into every aspect of my life. It’s no longer just an act of creating images; it’s the way I perceive the world. A walk is never…
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Stillness in the Rush~
This image was taken during one of my evenings in China, and it has stayed with me since the moment I pressed the shutter. The young policeman stood perfectly still while the world around him blurred into a rush of motion and noise. He didn’t flinch, didn’t turn his head, didn’t blink. He became like…
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A Letter to my Younger Self~
Today, I chose this photo of myself taken in my early 20s—already out of Lebanon, newly arrived in New York, with life still unwritten and unknown. I’ve often wondered: if I could sit across from this younger version of me, what would I tell her? Would I try to prepare her for the heartbreaks, the…
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The Spiral of Faith and Power~
This morning, against all reasonable judgment, I decided to visit Vatican City. The lines were, as promised, endless. Still, I felt I couldn’t be in Rome and not set foot in the Sistine Chapel—a space where so much human history has unfolded. What overwhelmed me wasn’t just the art or the architecture, but the sheer…
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First light in Rome ~
A few hours ago, I arrived in Rome. It’s my first time in the eternal city, and as with all firsts, there’s a kind of electric fuzziness in the air. Everything feels both vivid and dreamlike. I was welcomed into the city with a warm, animated conversation with my taxi driver, who spoke with his…