Each day I would like to feature one Photographer from Gaza. Today Yousef Deeb http://https://www.facebook.com/pages/Yousef-deeb-photography/348308755288507?fref=photo These photographers do not simply take photos, they create art out of the devastation and suffering in Gaza. “Art is the light that shines through the wound”

“Today is the 32nd anniversary of the Sabra and Shatila massacre was commemorated by people of different nationalities around the world. In Lebanon the commemoration was only observed by Palestinians living in refugee camps; Lebanese people were not concerned. The massacre carried out by the Phalange, a Christian Maronite militia acting in full cooperation with Israel,…

“I would like to begin by speaking about the people of Gaza. Their suffering is not an abstraction to me. I was the Middle East bureau chief for The New York Times. I spent seven years in the region. I speak Arabic. And for much of that time I was in Gaza, including when Israeli…

“In peace, sons bury fathers, but war violates the order of nature and fathers bury sons.” Photo: Gaza: Palestinians carry the body of 3-year-old Mohammed Mnassrah during his funeral in the Maghazi refugee camp, central Gaza Strip, Thursday, July 10, 2014. Mohammed was killed alongside his parents and one year old brother in his family…

“To say, ‘You are different and I am different, your religion is different and my religion is different, your belief is different and my belief is different,’ will not unite, it will only divide humanity. Those who, with the excuse of their great faith in their own religion, hurt the feelings of another and divide…

Child of light

Child of grace

Child of colour

Child of the night,

Torture noun 1. the action or practice of inflicting severe pain on someone as a punishment or in order to force them to do or say something. “the torture of political prisoners” synonyms: infliction of pain, abuse, torment. The instances of torture of children, women and male adults in Israeli “detention” should raise the question…

“O those who pass between fleeting words Carry your names, and be gone Rid our time of your hours, and be gone Steal what you will from the blueness of the sea and the sand of memory Take what pictures you will, so that you understand That which you never will: How a stone from…

Out of the night that covers me,       Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be       For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance       I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance       My head is bloody, but unbowed. Beyond this place of wrath and…

Written by Moushira Jamal   Photographs:  Moushira Jamal   Edited by Vanessa Beeley The adrenaline is pumping There is no easy way of getting to Rafah, the radio is telling us that more cars have been attacked and my mind is focused on survival.  We make it in one piece. Doaa Younis, 17 years old,…