I have been blessed with the opportunity to see many places in our world. I want to see with no preconceived notions or stories, to bear witness to what it is to live here and there.
My journey to Syria was very special. I traveled with my boyfriend, the artist and writer Mark Blatchford. We were very lucky to be able to go in the summer 2010, and now, in 2012, it saddens me to think that Syria is being torn apart. Political agendas aside, I would like to share some of what we saw, learned and experienced.
Syria is a very old land that has places that have not been touched for millennia; places that slowly and quietly melt back into the landscape. Mark and I got a chance to visit Damascus, the oldest continuously occupied city in the world going back for over three thousand years. There we found a vibrant bustling city untouched by our mass produced goods. We could see traces of their past still lingering, roman walls, crumbling, built holes in the old buildings and mosques with Coptic and Jewish pasts.
Even now, in my day today life, my mind wonders back to Syria, back to Damascus, I wonder if these places are still there. I hope that they survive todays turmoils. I have pictures and stories that I long to share. I have born witness to what was there.