Twelve photographs taken while travelling, each with a short text.
On the street (Kabul, Afghanistan)On some streets the struggle to stay alive lies bare. Some show their scars; others hold silent children. The weight of suffering is not shared equally.Kurdish tea break (Zakho, Iraq)In Kurdistan, tea is less a drink than the rhythm of a day. In loud markets and at small roadside stalls there is steam and talk, and people stop there for a while.Tattooed woman (Mindat, Myanmar)In the hills of Chin State, the women of Mindat carry fine tattoos on their faces, a custom handed down through generations and now fading. Each line holds the time they have lived on this land.Independence Day (Bangalore, India)For Indians, the fifteenth of August is more than a holiday. The streets fill with flags, music and colour, and on the day that marks their freedom the city becomes one festival.At an orphanage (Siem Reap, Cambodia)A Japanese hairdresser came to an orphanage in Siem Reap with scissors in hand. For the children it was not just a haircut. It was a time of being touched, and being cared for.Hemodialysis (Khartoum, Sudan)In a general hospital in Sudan, patients quietly receive dialysis, the line that keeps them alive. As the patients grow in number, so does the weight on their families and on the hospital.A tailor (Sapa, Vietnam)In a quiet corner of Sapa, a tailor sews by hand the traditional clothes that carry the colours and stories of the land. Each stitch ties one generation to the next.Around the wheels (Eastern Tibet, China)In the clear mountain air, Tibetans walk clockwise around the prayer wheels, murmuring mantras at every step. The turning wheels carry their prayers up into the sky.Prayer (Jerusalem, Israel)In a church.Support to Syria (Kilis, Turkey)On the dusty road to the border, trucks loaded with aid stood in a long, unmoving line. The war in Syria had no end in sight. This Turkish town watched the supplies pass, and the quiet will of those trying to help.My time (Tokyo, Japan)Shisha is quietly spreading in Japan, among women as well as men. In dim bars in the back streets of Tokyo, women gather after work and talk through the soft, sweet smoke.Groove (Osaka, Japan)In a club.
