West Bekaa =/≠ Homeland. (photo story) - 1995
Taken sometime around August 1995 during my first visit to the West Bekkaa as an adult, the photographs are a flashback to a time I wasn’t born yet and to a space I have never lived-in. To a time my father was still a boy. The land was his playground. The farm animals his close friends.
Images shown are low res scans.