About Flying Gurnards: Haven't seen any Flying Gurnards lately. Still like odd stuff. And sometimes I do stupid stuff and call it spontaneous. True story. I also don't have travelling shoes. They broke before I left home (omen?) and since then it's been mostly bare feet and flipflops although I keep killing them and consequently am on my fourth pair. I miss home. And everybody that makes it what it is. I feel fortunate doing what I do where I am. And I am still full o' love for life!

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Friday, 6 January 2012

Egyptian Revolutionary Graffiti

Violence flared in Tahrir Square during my stay with my family. We were far away from it all but it was hard not to notice the hardship endured by the people in the Square. The world watched intently and newspapers and TV networks reports regarding the situation flowed continuously.

On the streets I found another sort of medium that clearly communicated how the people felt about the political regime. Graffiti, in particular stencil street art, told its own stories and was rapidly spreading, an act of defiance that would have been unthinkable during the former years of Mubarak's ruling.

I photographed so many of them that I have lost count but I do remember that I was inexplicably drawn to every piece of street art that I came across - Perhaps due to the many powerful messages that they conveyed.

Click here for a link to a video. And if you are a fellow graffiti lover make sure to check your bookstore for the book 'Wall Talk: Graffiti of the Egyptian Revolution' by Sherif Boraie










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I vividly remember the first time I saw a pair of flying gurnards. It was a mesmerizing sight, not only due to my infinite love of unknown oddities but also because of the sheer grace and allure they exuded.
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