When I first started out as a photographer, my biggest dream was to become a photojournalist who’d go where ever there was a conflict. To tell a story through my eyes and maybe be able to change a conflict as how we saw it back home. Nowadays the visual capture is everything, social media has made it easy for us to tell a story randomly. Photographers working in hot zones are often the ones who are closest to the pain and death… even more than the writing journalist. Instagram has changed my view on photography, some for the better but also for the worse.
My travel to Rio last year is properly the closest I’ve got to experience a hot zone, I’ve even seek to go to Ukraine when the conflict first started. I got rejected by the Russian embassy and denied a transit visa, meaning I couldn’t go because I had to do a layover in Russia. Now for several weeks, I have been waiting to get accepted as a peacekeeper by ISM, so I can go to the middle-east and do what I can do to help out, either by just being there or to tell a story through my lense.
This photo will remind me of why I started this passion and that wherever there is a conflict, there are victims and the victims are civilians like you and me. There are no winners in war and the only right side to take is the one where humanity stands.
As one of my biggest inspiration ones said:
If your pictures aren’t good enough, you aren’t close enough.