A photo essay on tired souls sleeping in all sorts uncomfortable places.
I hate the word "Labourer", but that's what these guys are referred to, and to be honest manual labour is their trade at least for now. These guys work mostly around Dubai Creek, loading and unloading all sorts of cargo with their bare hands and on their backs.
I've been watching these guys for years sleeping in all sorts of uncomfortable places so I decided to document it, not sure why though… I guess better understanding and perhaps a bit more respect would go a long way.
Most people who are new to Dubai and people who've never been here perhaps wouldn't have seen these kind of photos much, but regardless of how modern and successful, Dubai is just like any other city, we have lots of low-income folks as well who struggle to make ends meet, it's a global issue and Dubai is no different.
I have to emphasise one thing though, these guys are NOT homeless, if they sleep like that then its out of choice and conv ...
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I'm not a cat person, never have been, but in 2008 I met little Miss Badriyyeh, a domesticated street cat, and I grew quite found of her child-like innocence, so simple and so gullible.
I got to spend some time with her and I discovered that Badriyyeh had two passions in her life, food and poop. Sometimes she liked sleeping on my chest. Sadly, she had to move away and I lost touch.
Whenever I see street cats I always think of her and I guess in a way this is a tribute to that wonderful little cat.
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I recently went to one of Dubai's low-income residential neighborhoods, it's occupants are mostly labourers or factory workers but lots of arabs and Bloushi families share that neighborhood too.
Originally, the idea was to try and document these labourers on their day off, which I did, but lots of photographers have done similar kind of stuff before… trouble is, if you're gonna do something that's been done before then at least your take on the subject has to be fresh and different, and to be honest I just wasn't convinced that I was doing anything new or more interesting, so I got bored with it.
Walking around in that neighborhoods though, wherever I turned, I found myself fascinated by all these beautiful walls, so next day I went back just to photograph all these colorful walls.
I'm a bit of a dreamer, couldn't help but wonder, what If these walls could talk… I'm sure they would tell us thousand stories of joy and sorrow.
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