20 years old. I grew up in a small town, but always wanted something bigger for myself. With my photography I want to help people understand each other better.
The Beqaa valley today is home to 500,000 Syrian refugees and the number rises every day. These are people who have had to flee leaving behind their family, home, friends and everything they know – for a hope of survival. They have now arrived in a country neighboring their own, yet it is completely unfamiliar. They are people, who no longer have a sense of belonging anywhere, but they smile, they laugh, they play, they welcome strangers and they are still share hope of a better future.
I want to produce a photographic series that documents the everyday lives of the women and children in the Beqaa Valley. I will show the little things that happen during their everyday life and how it is to be a woman in a country where everything is taken from you. Lebanon has absorbed the major part of the Syrian population during recent years. Some families have already lived there for many years but some have just arrived. I want to get close to people who live there and photograph the joy, sorrow, love and everything that people feel and do.
I want to take part in those special daily moments and have the opportunity to share those with other people who will begin to know and understand the love and respect I feel for these people’s troubled lives. To be displaced and have no home is not a choice you make for yourself. I wish that we could open our eyes and our hearts to these strong, compassionate and generous people, who are ready to share the little they have. I hope my photographs will give a greater understanding of the lives of people who have fled from conflict and that this will lead to an acceptance as these people have accepted me in their lives.
We must be able to learn to appreciate what we have, we have so much, I hope my pictures might put things in a bigger perspective for some, that we all start to look at the refugees as people who are just like ourselves. A person running from war may not even have food for the next few days, having only one small tent to hide under, no access to what a woman need or not have the funds to give their children an education. But even if you have little, you have something. You may have a good friend, belongings thing that gives you happiness or strength that reminds you of the life that will come some day again. If there is no next day, so there is one place in the future.