My contribution to the first issue of FOG Magazine and the online platform is a photoseries I shot in Egypt march of 2013.
Beforehand I had seen a short CNN documentary on human trafficking, torture and murder on the Sinai Peninsula.
I was shocked and decided to go there myself to report on the topic in-depth. It was underreported and the extent of suffering and death was disproportionate to the media attention it was getting, and still is.
Although I had spent months researching and in constant contact with NGOʼs in Israel such as the physicians for Human Rights www.phr.org.il and in Egypt www.ngf-humanrights.org, nothing could have prepared me for the difficulties I faced there.
I had set up a translator and local from North Sinai, to assist me with the research and in contacting local clan bosses. We were to meet in Cairo the day of my arrival. As so often during my time in Egypt appointments werenʼt met and I was left stranded in Cairo to work out how to get to North Sinai and move within extremely dangerous clan territory.
Stay calm, research and use the time I have, I said to myself. So after arriving I left my bags at a shabby hotel and made my way to Tahrir Square. I was curious to see the square that the media had rooted in the collective subconscious as a place of upheaval, revolution and brutal repression.
There were a few ramshackle tents set up and an open air exhibitions in memory of the killed protesters of the first and second revolution. The air dry and dusty, sprinkles of protesters and onlookers had gathered, drinking tea and conversing.
I spotted a large wall consisting of concrete blocks, shutting off the street leading to the American University of Cairo. Two boys were on top of it yielding a small molotov cocktail which was made out of a 0,2 ml Cola bottle, rags and petrol. After scaling the wall I caught a glimpse of armored vehicles and a street absolutely peppered with rocks and shards. Having realized that the boys with the molotov cocktail were very aggressive and unpredictable. I quickly got down and decided to make one last photograph. This moment was to set the tone for the rest of the time I worked on this series. North Sinai bares the traces of purging violence and a volatile social order.
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