In the Gaza Strip I began to dedicate time to photography. I worked for an international organization.

There was not much to do after dark in the Gaza Strip in the nineties. So I thought it would be a good opportunity to get into dark room work and become more serious about photography in general.

Taking pictures somehow also helped me to give the appalling things I saw a place. Some drink, some write, I took pictures.

After ten years abroad I returned to Europe and I took less and less pictures. I missed the strong impulses of the politically volatile Middle East full of emotions. I also missed the beauty of the people, the weather, and the scenery.

Photography did not go though. I always felt it was among the most important activities in my life. I also thought it was my best way of saying things. Reason enough to continue exploring photography.