as a photographer coming from a country which experienced it’s own uprising in the late 80,that lead to the execution of former romanian dictator Nicolae Ceausescu, I decided rather than reliving the experience in one country to go and visit 3 different arab nations.
my first visit was in tunisia, the country where everything started. further on the road of reconstruction, the tunisians where making their best efforts to provide help to the displaced workers and refugees fleeing Libya. their revolutionary enthusiasm, reminded me of the times when we romanian felt like brothers to each-other. I will always remember the unhcr displacement camp in ras jdir as an example of how people can help each-other in times of need.
my second visit was to syria. I arrived in damascus 2 days after the first reported incidents in the southern city of Daraa. syria reminded me of contradictions and the incertitudes of the first revolutionary moments. the majority of the country was to afraid to dare dreaming of a long waited and deserved change. while they where in denial, fewer, but more and more every day, where challenging the regime and paying with their lives.
my last visit was to cairo. four months after the overthrown of mubarak, and egypt was still not able to find it’s peace. drifting every friday, it looks like egypt will take, like romania, a long time to adjust to the new found democracy.
