In Between

How familiar the photograph feels. And how well we recognize this mass of nameless people who have taken shape in the curve of this earthen hollow; with no path ahead or behind—trapped between mountains and borders. A scattered world, enclosed from every side within this geography of chaos.

The photographer is a witness to this disorientation and guides us to a vantage point—beyond that barbed barricade, alongside that forced migration without the right to passage. From that crowd of longing eyes, he creates a swaying pendulum that moves from right to left, and in the end, remains suspended—undecided and homeless.
We do not know if they are arriving or departing; perhaps neither. They sit in the mud. And they pass through the imagination of the world like a fleeting moment in the blink of an eye. And then, they are forgotten.