Apocalipsis [Vigo]: photo by talo urcera, 15 October 2017
Apocalipsis [Vigo]: photo by talo urcera, 15 October 2017
Apocalipsis [Vigo]: photo by talo urcera, 15 October 2017
Malditos. Estos días estan siendo muy duros en Galicia, algunos desalmados han hecho un infierno de un paraiso prendiendo fuego a nuestros montes y a nuestra gente. Han provocado la muerte a dos señoras que iban en este coche tan tranquilas y que encontraron su fín gracias a estos desgraciados. Estos algún día arderan en el averno, estoy seguro.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 16 October 2017
Malditos. Estos días estan siendo muy duros en Galicia, algunos desalmados han hecho un infierno de un paraiso prendiendo fuego a nuestros montes y a nuestra gente. Han provocado la muerte a dos señoras que iban en este coche tan tranquilas y que encontraron su fín gracias a estos desgraciados. Estos algún día arderan en el averno, estoy seguro.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 16 October 2017
Malditos. Estos días estan siendo muy duros en Galicia, algunos desalmados han hecho un infierno de un paraiso prendiendo fuego a nuestros montes y a nuestra gente. Han provocado la muerte a dos señoras que iban en este coche tan tranquilas y que encontraron su fín gracias a estos desgraciados. Estos algún día arderan en el averno, estoy seguro.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 16 October 2017
Arde Baiona. Después de meses sin llover cae la primera agua bendita, por fin las llamas se apagan pero los daños han sido muchos, Galicia se recuperará como siempre pero queda un largo camino. Lo peor, los años venideros..., los malditos siguen en la calle.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 15 October 2017
Arde Baiona. Después de meses sin llover cae la primera agua bendita, por fin las llamas se apagan pero los daños han sido muchos, Galicia se recuperará como siempre pero queda un largo camino. Lo peor, los años venideros..., los malditos siguen en la calle.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 15 October 2017
Arde Baiona. Después de meses sin llover cae la primera agua bendita, por fin las llamas se apagan pero los daños han sido muchos, Galicia se recuperará como siempre pero queda un largo camino. Lo peor, los años venideros..., los malditos siguen en la calle.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 15 October 2017
Firefighters work to extinguish flames near Lousa, as deadly wildfires rage through Portugal and Spain: image via Reuters Pictures @reuterspictures, 16 October 2017
Sky over London turns red as Storm Ophelia brings dust from Sahara and smoke from wild fires in southern Europe: image via Reuters Pictures @reuterspictures, 16 October 2017
Volunteers use a water hose to fight a wild fire raging near houses in the outskirts of Obidos, Portugal, in the early hours of Monday, Oct. 16 2017. At least six people were killed Sunday as hundreds of forest fires spread across Portugal fueled by high temperatures, strong winds and a persistent drought.: photo by Armando Franca/AP, 16 October 2017
Volunteers use a water hose to fight a wild fire raging near houses in the outskirts of Obidos, Portugal, in the early hours of Monday, Oct. 16 2017. At least six people were killed Sunday as hundreds of forest fires spread across Portugal fueled by high temperatures, strong winds and a persistent drought.: photo by Armando Franca/AP, 16 October 2017
Robin Dienel/The Carnegie Institution for Science, 16 October 2017
Robin Dienel/The Carnegie Institution for Science, 16 October 2017
When they turned and looked back across the valley, they could see flames already beginning to climb the steep wooded ridge behind them. The fire area, large enough to be visible from space, was now a luminous web created by the smaller fires advancing impatiently toward and then mingling with each other at their points of connection. These nodes of contact showed up as bright flares. The
decision to abandon the vehicle was starting to feel like it might have
been a mistake. They walked on into the blazing woods, no longer
pausing to look back.
Apocalipsis [Vigo]: photo by talo urcera, 15 October 2017
Malditos. Estos días estan siendo muy duros en Galicia, algunos desalmados han hecho un infierno de un paraiso prendiendo fuego a nuestros montes y a nuestra gente. Han provocado la muerte a dos señoras que iban en este coche tan tranquilas y que encontraron su fín gracias a estos desgraciados. Estos algún día arderan en el averno, estoy seguro.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 16 October 2017
Malditos. Estos días estan siendo muy duros en Galicia, algunos desalmados han hecho un infierno de un paraiso prendiendo fuego a nuestros montes y a nuestra gente. Han provocado la muerte a dos señoras que iban en este coche tan tranquilas y que encontraron su fín gracias a estos desgraciados. Estos algún día arderan en el averno, estoy seguro.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 16 October 2017
Malditos. Estos días estan siendo muy duros en Galicia, algunos desalmados han hecho un infierno de un paraiso prendiendo fuego a nuestros montes y a nuestra gente. Han provocado la muerte a dos señoras que iban en este coche tan tranquilas y que encontraron su fín gracias a estos desgraciados. Estos algún día arderan en el averno, estoy seguro.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 16 October 2017
Arde Baiona. Después de meses sin llover cae la primera agua bendita, por fin las llamas se apagan pero los daños han sido muchos, Galicia se recuperará como siempre pero queda un largo camino. Lo peor, los años venideros..., los malditos siguen en la calle.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 15 October 2017
Arde Baiona. Después de meses sin llover cae la primera agua bendita, por fin las llamas se apagan pero los daños han sido muchos, Galicia se recuperará como siempre pero queda un largo camino. Lo peor, los años venideros..., los malditos siguen en la calle.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 15 October 2017
Arde Baiona. Después de meses sin llover cae la primera agua bendita, por fin las llamas se apagan pero los daños han sido muchos, Galicia se recuperará como siempre pero queda un largo camino. Lo peor, los años venideros..., los malditos siguen en la calle.: photo by Oscar Barreiro, 15 October 2017
Firefighters work to extinguish flames near Lousa, as deadly wildfires rage through Portugal and Spain: image via Reuters Pictures @reuterspictures, 16 October 2017
Sky over London turns red as Storm Ophelia brings dust from Sahara and smoke from wild fires in southern Europe: image via Reuters Pictures @reuterspictures, 16 October 2017
Sky over London turns red as Storm Ophelia brings dust from Sahara and smoke from wild fires in southern Europe: image via Reuters Pictures @reuterspictures, 16 October 2017
Volunteers use a water hose to fight a wild fire raging near houses in the outskirts of Obidos, Portugal, in the early hours of Monday, Oct. 16 2017. At least six people were killed Sunday as hundreds of forest fires spread across Portugal fueled by high temperatures, strong winds and a persistent drought.: photo by Armando Franca/AP, 16 October 2017
Volunteers use a water hose to fight a wild fire raging near houses in the outskirts of Obidos, Portugal, in the early hours of Monday, Oct. 16 2017. At least six people were killed Sunday as hundreds of forest fires spread across Portugal fueled by high temperatures, strong winds and a persistent drought.: photo by Armando Franca/AP, 16 October 2017
Robin Dienel/The Carnegie Institution for Science, 16 October 2017
Robin Dienel/The Carnegie Institution for Science, 16 October 2017
Separation
Dhaka | 2017: photo by Sohail Bin Mohammed, 22 June 2017
LOST and STRANDED. First
they built their own shelters then came the rain, it was probably not
as bad as when they were in the jungle but things must have seemed like
they are back to basics again. Stranded and lost, the Rohingya refugees
near the camp. Through the car window.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
LOST and STRANDED. First
they built their own shelters then came the rain, it was probably not
as bad as when they were in the jungle but things must have seemed like
they are back to basics again. Stranded and lost, the Rohingya refugees
near the camp. Through the car window.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
LOST and STRANDED. First
they built their own shelters then came the rain, it was probably not
as bad as when they were in the jungle but things must have seemed like
they are back to basics again. Stranded and lost, the Rohingya refugees
near the camp. Through the car window.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
The Stars Do Not Belong To David Anymore. Another
quick snap from inside the car as we were heading to another camp.
Conditions were absolutely appalling, I am talking about the weather and
the roads, if you think of the refugees, well....you just can't imagine
unless you've been there. Some of the ones who could carry some
Burmese money only to be ripped off at the Bangladesh border by the
local crooks, the exchange rate is a farce you know. Some saved their
last for a ride on those local tractors, they had no energy left to walk
I am sure. What I have witnessed was unforgettable for someone like me,
I felt so much anger and rage but then I felt a sense of pride too,
pride because I realized I was documenting the history of my own people.
No Rohingya photographers or journalists were there, it's not easy for
them you know. Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
The Stars Do Not Belong To David Anymore. Another
quick snap from inside the car as we were heading to another camp.
Conditions were absolutely appalling, I am talking about the weather and
the roads, if you think of the refugees, well....you just can't imagine
unless you've been there. Some of the ones who could carry some
Burmese money only to be ripped off at the Bangladesh border by the
local crooks, the exchange rate is a farce you know. Some saved their
last for a ride on those local tractors, they had no energy left to walk
I am sure. What I have witnessed was unforgettable for someone like me,
I felt so much anger and rage but then I felt a sense of pride too,
pride because I realized I was documenting the history of my own people.
No Rohingya photographers or journalists were there, it's not easy for
them you know. Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
The Stars Do Not Belong To David Anymore. Another
quick snap from inside the car as we were heading to another camp.
Conditions were absolutely appalling, I am talking about the weather and
the roads, if you think of the refugees, well....you just can't imagine
unless you've been there. Some of the ones who could carry some
Burmese money only to be ripped off at the Bangladesh border by the
local crooks, the exchange rate is a farce you know. Some saved their
last for a ride on those local tractors, they had no energy left to walk
I am sure. What I have witnessed was unforgettable for someone like me,
I felt so much anger and rage but then I felt a sense of pride too,
pride because I realized I was documenting the history of my own people.
No Rohingya photographers or journalists were there, it's not easy for
them you know. Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
The SLAVIC One. I actually had a childhood friend called Jaroslav from Czechoslovakia who looked exactly like this guy but that's not important here. This is Irshad, he crossed the border to Bangladesh the day before with the others and they were like thousands. The military took his mother away for raping of course and then they'll slaughter her like they did to the others, his father was taken away too and was most probably killed by the time I took this portrait of him. I did not want to ask too many questions as I saw him gasping for air, gulping and breaking down but the sisters who took me there (my Bengali American clients) kept insisting and then they tell me that they (Christian Aid) have to be politically correct and cannot report everything which was one of the two reasons why I cancelled my assignment with them although I gave them other excuses like my car broke down which was not a joke either. These are my people for fuck's sake! Through the car window....Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
The SLAVIC One. I actually had a childhood friend called Jaroslav from Czechoslovakia who looked exactly like this guy but that's not important here. This is Irshad, he crossed the border to Bangladesh the day before with the others and they were like thousands. The military took his mother away for raping of course and then they'll slaughter her like they did to the others, his father was taken away too and was most probably killed by the time I took this portrait of him. I did not want to ask too many questions as I saw him gasping for air, gulping and breaking down but the sisters who took me there (my Bengali American clients) kept insisting and then they tell me that they (Christian Aid) have to be politically correct and cannot report everything which was one of the two reasons why I cancelled my assignment with them although I gave them other excuses like my car broke down which was not a joke either. These are my people for fuck's sake! Through the car window....Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
The SLAVIC One. I actually had a childhood friend called Jaroslav from Czechoslovakia who looked exactly like this guy but that's not important here. This is Irshad, he crossed the border to Bangladesh the day before with the others and they were like thousands. The military took his mother away for raping of course and then they'll slaughter her like they did to the others, his father was taken away too and was most probably killed by the time I took this portrait of him. I did not want to ask too many questions as I saw him gasping for air, gulping and breaking down but the sisters who took me there (my Bengali American clients) kept insisting and then they tell me that they (Christian Aid) have to be politically correct and cannot report everything which was one of the two reasons why I cancelled my assignment with them although I gave them other excuses like my car broke down which was not a joke either. These are my people for fuck's sake! Through the car window....Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
The SLAVIC One. I actually had a childhood friend called Jaroslav from Czechoslovakia who looked exactly like this guy but that's not important here. This is Irshad, he crossed the border to Bangladesh the day before with the others and they were like thousands. The military took his mother away for raping of course and then they'll slaughter her like they did to the others, his father was taken away too and was most probably killed by the time I took this portrait of him. I did not want to ask too many questions as I saw him gasping for air, gulping and breaking down but the sisters who took me there (my Bengali American clients) kept insisting and then they tell me that they (Christian Aid) have to be politically correct and cannot report everything which was one of the two reasons why I cancelled my assignment with them although I gave them other excuses like my car broke down which was not a joke either. These are my people for fuck's sake! Through the car window....Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
Do We Look Like Terrorists To You? New arrival. A mother and her child by the side of the road. Through the car window...Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
Do We Look Like Terrorists To You? New arrival. A mother and her child by the side of the road. Through the car window...Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
Do We Look Like Terrorists To You? New arrival. A mother and her child by the side of the road. Through the car window...Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
The First Few Huts. And soon there will be no space
to properly walk even. Not that it's good for the environment or the
local economy but where will they settle, this has been such a
monumental blunder by the Myanmar government. Through the car window....Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
WHAT WAS MY CRIME? Just because I look different, because I have a different faith. I have not thought of harming anyone, why did you do this to us? I know Suu Kyi didn't do it but she is as responsible as those who committed the genocide, the Army and those brainwashed Rakhines. This is no ordinary tragedy my friends. A candid of a Rohingya refugee. Ukhia, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
WHAT WAS MY CRIME? Just
because I look different, because I have a different faith. I have not
thought of harming anyone, why did you do this to us? I know Suu Kyi
didn't do it but she is as responsible as those who committed the
genocide, the Army and those brainwashed Rakhines. This is no ordinary
tragedy my friends. A candid of a Rohingya refugee. Ukhia, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
WHAT WAS MY CRIME? Just because I look different, because I have a different faith. I have not thought of harming anyone, why did you do this to us? I know Suu Kyi didn't do it but she is as responsible as those who committed the genocide, the Army and those brainwashed Rakhines. This is no ordinary tragedy my friends. A candid of a Rohingya refugee. Ukhia, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
These Are The Times. At least he had an umbrella. Many thousands of them arrived that day, crossing the border in terrible conditions, some of them waited by the side of the road and others just kept walking. It was not a nice sight although it might look good in pictures. An old Rohingya refugee, through the windshield.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
These Are The Times. At least he had an umbrella. Many thousands of them arrived that day, crossing the border in terrible conditions, some of them waited by the side of the road and others just kept walking. It was not a nice sight although it might look good in pictures. An old Rohingya refugee, through the windshield.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
These Are The Times. At least he had an
umbrella. Many thousands of them arrived that day, crossing the border
in terrible conditions, some of them waited by the side of the road and
others just kept walking. It was not a nice sight although it might look
good in pictures. An old Rohingya refugee, through the windshield.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
SAVAGE BEASTS. And I am not talking of the ones you see
in the picture but the ones that are inside the van in the background.
They threw money onto the road as they drove past these hapless refugees
as if it were a freak show or something, I was driving behind them you
see and I was quick too I guess, in terms of braking on time and
shooting. Through the windshield.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
SAVAGE BEASTS. And I am not talking of the ones you see in the picture but the ones that are inside the van in the background. They threw money onto the road as they drove past these hapless refugees as if it were a freak show or something, I was driving behind them you see and I was quick too I guess, in terms of braking on time and shooting. Through the windshield.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
SAVAGE BEASTS. And I am not talking of the ones you see in the picture but the ones that are inside the van in the background. They threw money onto the road as they drove past these hapless refugees as if it were a freak show or something, I was driving behind them you see and I was quick too I guess, in terms of braking on time and shooting. Through the windshield.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
Tempers Get High. They are not in the best of situations you know, many of them have not eaten for days, they have no place to sleep and it was raining too. A quick snap from inside the car as we were on our way back to the city.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
Tempers Get High. They are not in the best of situations you know, many of them have not eaten for days, they have no place to sleep and it was raining too. A quick snap from inside the car as we were on our way back to the city.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
Tempers Get High. They are not in the best of situations you know, many of them have not eaten for days, they have no place to sleep and it was raining too. A quick snap from inside the car as we were on our way back to the city.... Rohingya Refugee Camp, Cox's Bazar, Chittagong, Bangladesh: photo by Nayeem KALAM, 20 September 2017
Separation
Untitled [Moscow]: photo by Ksenia Tsykunva, 19 October 2013
They suffer in silence, she said. She was talking about animals.
A Rohingya fleeing Myanmar is seen in a refugee camp in Bangladesh: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 9 October 2017
October 9, 2017.: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 9 October 2017
They were like ghosts: Fred Dufour, AFP, 16 October 2017
Cox’s Bazar, Bangladesh
-- Once, during the night, I was waiting for them on the beach, wanting
to photograph them as they disembarked from the boats. They walked on
the sand in silence, utterly exhausted, paying no attention to me. They
looked like ghosts, coming onto land from the sea. Out of the dark, one
little boy walked toward me, attracted by the light of my phone. He
stopped in front of me, no expression on his face, holding his head in
his hands. He seemed completely lost, not sure what to do next.
Crossing the Naf river on October 9, 2017.: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 9 October 2017
I deliberately did not look at any photo
coverage of the Rohingya refugee crisis before arriving for the
assignment in Bangladesh. The worst thing for a photographer is to try
and capture the picture that you have in your mind -- and miss the
things happening all around you. I decided to see once I was on the
spot.
Crossing the Naf river on October 9, 2017.: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 9 October 2017
One of the things that struck me most was
how exhausted and shocked they all were. From the beginning, none of
them seemed to care at all about me being there, snapping away pictures.
They seemed so much in shock that they didn’t even see me. They seemed
to be on automatic, in a desperate mode. Like ghosts on the beach.
September 29, 2017.: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 29 September 2017
I volunteered to go on this mission. I
love covering the human condition and am fascinated by how people fight
for themselves in times of crisis.
October 9, 2017.: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 9 October 2017
The enormity and horror of the situation
hit me as soon as I got to Cox’s Bazaar near the Myanmar border. You’re a
human being and you can’t help but be affected by the misery you see.
But I had a job to do and so I tried to keep that in mind as much as
possible as I worked. It was very difficult.
A Rohingya man mourns over the bodies of his three children who died while crossing the Naf river. September 29, 2017.: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 29 September 2017
It’s hard to stay stone faced when
you have bodies of five dead kids in front of you. You can’t help but
think about your kids. Most of the time, I’m not prepared for the rush
of emotion. I get as much information as I can when I get to a spot and
then I try and manage the emotions in my mind.
A man covers the bodies of six children who died while crossing the Naf river. September 28, 2017. : photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 28 September 2017
Stay focused on the job, how best to shoot
this, keep good distance from the bodies. Sometimes I kept my camera in
front of my face a bit longer than need be. It hid the tears well.
“Stay focused, work, work, work,” I would repeat to myself. “Don’t get
overcome by emotion.”
Waiting for food aid, October 6, 2017.: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 6 October 2017
I made sure to work excruciatingly long
hours. I guess it was my small way of making sure that I was also
suffering a bit. And when I was tired, I didn’t have the energy to think
about all the misery around me. Every night when I would return to my
hotel I would have to have a drink.
Men carry the body of a Rohingya refugee after a boat capsized near Teknaf on October 9, 2017, killing at least 12 people, most of them children.: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 9 October 2017
I kept a distance with these people,
especially the ones who were crying over the loss of a loved one. They
may not have been paying any attention to me, but out of respect for
them I refused to come up to them with a wide-angle 24 mm lens. I also
avoided photographing those who looked me directly in the eye. The
people who really stood out to me where the ones with the empty look in
their eyes…
A Rohingya fleeing Myanmar is seen in a refugee camp in Bangladesh: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 9 October 2017
A Rohingya fleeing Myanmar is seen in a refugee camp in Bangladesh: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 9 October 2017
A Rohingya fleeing Myanmar is seen in a refugee camp in Bangladesh: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 9 October 2017
A Rohingya fleeing Myanmar is seen in a refugee camp in Bangladesh: photo by Fred Dufour/AFP, 9 October 2017
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