Photo essays

Resisting Climate Change
Rural Namibia is home to over 1 million citizens, though that number is declining, and the changing climate is forcing many who stay to adapt. The city, the slums and the economic opportunities they offer are not just tempting, but inevitable.

A Kenyan Tribe’s Struggle
When word spread that a journalist was here to document stories of colonial injustices, many victims arrived. “The lands are here with us. We are following the law to try and get them back. But if the British do not listen to us, we will have no choice but to pass the torch to the youths,” the elders said.

Syrian White Helmets Work Miracles After Earthquake
Monday’s catastrophe has put Syria back in the headlines. But this disaster is exceptional and has revealed the mundane horrors Syrians have been enduring since 2011 have not yet abated. In a place forsaken by the world, rescue workers’ resilience has become a symbol of hope.

Desertification in an Iraqi Bread Basket
The Basra region has been the bread basket of Iraq. But because of salinization of lands, decrease of water flow into rivers due to upstream damming, climate change and pollution, farmers are increasingly unable to farm. People dependent on fish and buffaloes in the marshlands are in competition for food.

Future Melting Away as Water Crisis Hits Northwest Corner of India
The system of contiguous mountain ranges that run from Afghanistan to China, which includes the Himalayas, the Hindu Kush and the Karakoram, is often referred to as the Third Pole because it contains the world’s third largest storage of frozen water. But those critical ice reserves are quickly diminishing.

A Vanishing Craft: Khartoum’s Handmade Skull Caps
Many Muslim men cover their head with a skull cap, while others view the cap as any other piece of clothing. Before mass production prevailed, such hats were always handmade. But these days, in most countries, handmade caps are hard to find — except here in Sudan.

Mosul’s Walls Tell a Story of Brutality and Recovery
Walls get painted, crumble or are rebuilt. Some of the graffiti disappeared a few months after I photographed them. From this point, I have made a resolution to document Mosul’s walls and what stones may speak on behalf of their inhabitants.