May 23, 2015
I took this photograph of a group of school kids on a bus a number of years ago when I lived in Damascus, Syria. I remember thinking how unsafe the shattered windscreen looked, but that the children were completely oblivious smiling, laughing and waving at me like mad.
When I used to look at this photograph, it reminded me of what a friendly and vibrant city this was.
Today, when I look at the photograph, a wave of melancholy passes over me, as the whole infrastructure of this beautiful and fascinating country has been destroyed – shattered – broken.