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In Gaza, the search for water never ends amidst the wreckage, rubble and destruction.
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Reem M Arkan writes:
“Every face in Gaza tells a story.”
Everyone of the 2.2 million-or-so population has a story to tell especially after the genocide, displacement, heartache, tent-living they have been, are, subjected to through Israeli missiles and bombs. And the death-rending situation continues.
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I began with the larger picture: The place, the screen, the children, the details of the festival.
Then I stopped looking at the whole scene.
The faces remained.
I wasn’t looking for a particular expression. I was watching what happens when a film reaches a child — the concentration, the pause, the small changes that happen without asking to be noticed.
This is part of why I love cinema.
A film does not end when the image disappears. Sometimes it continues in the person watching it, quietly, without explanation.
Behind the camera, I found myself watching that happen.
I was no longer photographing the film, or even the festival.
I was photographing the act of watching.
A gaze following the screen. A sudden smile. A face absorbed in something beyond the frame.
Nothing dramatic.
Just a child, watching a film.
And perhaps that is exactly what made me stop.
It happened in Gaza.
