Alleys of Diyarbakir

During my time in Iraq I was nearly killed twice, once by an improvised explosive device and once by a suicide bomber. After my recovery, I made the decision to return to Iraq in 2006. I felt a dire need to return and seek something I had not yet experienced in the region, peace. The journey by land was long, arduous and dangerous, but ultimately successful. This would not have been possible without the local know-how from the Kurdish people of Turkey. The Kurds led me through a safe entry route across the border into Iraq and helped me return safely, as well. Their hospitality and charisma are unforgettable. This series of portraits is my homage to them. It is in their faces that I found the peace I was searching for.

During my time in Iraq I was nearly killed twice, once by an improvised explosive device and once by a suicide bomber. After my recovery, I made the decision to return to Iraq in 2006. I felt a dire need to return and seek something I had not yet experienced in the region, peace. The journey by land was long, arduous and dangerous, but ultimately successful. This would not have been possible without the local know-how from the Kurdish people of Turkey. The Kurds led me through a safe entry route across the border into Iraq and helped me return safely, as well. Their hospitality and charisma are unforgettable. This series of portraits is my homage to them. It is in their faces that I found the peace I was searching for.

During my time in Iraq I was nearly killed twice, once by an improvised explosive device and once by a suicide bomber. After my recovery, I made the decision to return to Iraq in 2006. I felt a dire need to return and seek something I had not yet experienced in the region, peace. The journey by land was long, arduous and dangerous, but ultimately successful. This would not have been possible without the local know-how from the Kurdish people of Turkey. The Kurds led me through a safe entry route across the border into Iraq and helped me return safely, as well. Their hospitality and charisma are unforgettable. This series of portraits is my homage to them. It is in their faces that I found the peace I was searching for.

During my time in Iraq I was nearly killed twice, once by an improvised explosive device and once by a suicide bomber. After my recovery, I made the decision to return to Iraq in 2006. I felt a dire need to return and seek something I had not yet experienced in the region, peace. The journey by land was long, arduous and dangerous, but ultimately successful. This would not have been possible without the local know-how from the Kurdish people of Turkey. The Kurds led me through a safe entry route across the border into Iraq and helped me return safely, as well. Their hospitality and charisma are unforgettable. This series of portraits is my homage to them. It is in their faces that I found the peace I was searching for.

During my time in Iraq I was nearly killed twice, once by an improvised explosive device and once by a suicide bomber. After my recovery, I made the decision to return to Iraq in 2006. I felt a dire need to return and seek something I had not yet experienced in the region, peace. The journey by land was long, arduous and dangerous, but ultimately successful. This would not have been possible without the local know-how from the Kurdish people of Turkey. The Kurds led me through a safe entry route across the border into Iraq and helped me return safely, as well. Their hospitality and charisma are unforgettable. This series of portraits is my homage to them. It is in their faces that I found the peace I was searching for.