Gaza Diary

After 3 days in front of a gate in northern sinai, i met a jordan man, he pointed his finger at his wife and son sitting in the shade, in one of the 2 gate corners.He said to me that justice does not exist, it’s now 10 years that he is trying to bring his son back home. That man has been born in gaza but never gone back, he asked me to tell everybody what i saw there, he told me to get in instead of him and visit every corner of the line. I crossed the threshold at sunset after a really long day, taking pictures, trying to shape a guide book, of a tiny segment of ancient mediterranean, introduced to me, from the beginning, like a huge prison. Rafah border crossing, 2012