Ideas Series: Thawra (Revolution)

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The photograph does not exist. At least, I’m not aware that it exists; except inside my head. It is a photograph, or at least an image, conjured from memory, and not even my memory at that.

My mother recounted the story so many times throughout my life that the image took shape word by word inside my head. It is the picture of a young girl, seven or eight years old, wrapped up in a flag by her father and held aloft at a political demonstration.

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Published in Photoworks Issue 16, 2011
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