She stands here in front of a neighbor's tent, blasted even in her tent city by a western philosophy of beauty, yet completely unaffected by it. In one expression she carries more confidence that can be painted on by any stylist, make-up artist or photoshop specialist!
After we made these images this young girl was walking next to me and looked at me as she always does. She is as close to a daughter to me in Lebanon, and said these words to me in response to a conversation, part of it was acknowledging the mutual sentiment of holding hands while we walked while knowing that such was impossible.
'You are my father, my brother and my son.'
I have known her since birth and her expressions have always been deeply moving.