The Beautiful People

Throughout this photography series, I aimed to visualize the discomfortingly intimate and sincere moments where one confronts themselves in moments of solitude. Away from chaos drowning in white noise, I wanted these images to be time capsules of vulnerability. Each image intends to capture emotional or emotionless states of reflection and realization. Where a veil between the world we know and the world we don’t speak of blinds us. These images were directed to contrast the shallow facade of modern Egyptian society and get behind closed doors to capture moments that can’t or won’t be expressed in words. Behind every closed door lies a sigh of relief. Every location where these are shot have emotional tethers, like my grandmother’s kitchen, her neatly abandoned bedroom, and my derelict old house brimming with memories but lacking life. Places I cant and don’t really see anymore. I wanted to capture moments where I felt at my highest or lowest, represented in this red drape. This fabric has stayed with me for most of my life, it initially was used to cover our family’s old clothes. I always saw such a freedom and power in it, covered myself in it. I used it as a way to feel seen in disguise. I still occasionally use it as a backdrop. This is my love letter to a past that I cant recreate or bring back, but can preserve and cherish forever through these images.

Photography, shot in Cairo, Egypt