Life in a broken home
Beit Hanina, Ashkaria village, July 13th 2009, 9.30 am. A woman, wearing a navy blue djelaba, and a purple headscarf, extends her hands to the sky crying “Hasbiallah aleikum, al rahman, al rahim.” Photographers, Palestinian and Western European, tell her to lean this or that way, to speak louder, to look at the sky… She […]
P.O.Y.A.: A Fatherfucking Manifesto
This is not only about America. This is not just being pissed off. This is shame, guilt, pain and perhaps, yes perhaps also anger. I am a woman. My hips, thighs, breasts, lips, eyes all attest to it. When I walk down any street in America and around the world men whistle, undress me with […]
