Passport to freedom
When the pictures of the waves of refugees from Syria on their way to Europe began to appear, I sensed the intensity. The images of the long lines of thousands of people, as well as their struggle to break through the fence and move to a better life, brought me back to the sights and images of the 1950’s.
I felt the need to understand their souls closely.
Millions of people, retirees, employees, relatives, sitting on a rocky beach, and are choosing to change their identity from civilians to refugees. After all, at this point in time – when they step on the sand and are dripping wet is when they acquire a new identity.
Syrian citizens are joining the circle of refugees on their way to their integration into a new country. These images I photographed came from these scenes. Photos that are a “passport to freedom”- a certificate of transit.
From a terrifying noise, from fear and distress, to the freedom of silence of utter lack of stuff..
