Hope in the Rubble

  • Dates
    2024 - Ongoing
  • Author
  • Locations Aleppo, Ukraine, Kyiv, Syria, Borodyanka

Created in Ukraine and Syria, this series externalizes children's inner worlds amid war. Using real mise-en-scène in war-torn areas, it transforms trauma into magical realist scenes, highlighting resilience, imagination, and the silent cost of conflict.

This project, created in Ukraine and Syria, is a visual exploration of how children psychologically endure war. It doesn’t document the violence directly—instead, it reconstructs the emotional landscapes of young survivors through magical realist imagery shaped by their own dreams, fears, and memories.

Each image begins with a conversation, at times with the support of art therapists, where I invite the children to speak about their experiences: what they’ve seen, what they’ve lost, and what they imagine when the world becomes too unbearable. These intimate dialogues are the foundation of the work. From them emerge carefully staged photographs in-situ, using real props and handmade costumes to transform raw emotion into visual metaphor.

These are not fantasies. They are emotional truths—where bunkers become castles, shadows stretch into monsters, and glimpses of hope flicker in impossible places. Imagination here is not escape, but survival. A fragile form of resistance. The final territory where a child retains some sense of control, agency, and meaning.

The magical realist settings reflect the ways children retreat into their imagination to cope with chaos. Amidst the collapse of their homes, the loss of parents, and the constant fear for their safety, they build internal worlds—spaces of light within the dark. The work captures these moments of mental refuge: when they find temporary comfort in memory, invent mythologies to understand death, or dream of safety beyond the ruins.

The Syrian chapter began in secret under one of the world’s most repressive regimes. It was developed quietly, over years, with the support of families who let their children speak. Only with the fall of the Assad regime could the project be completed and shared publicly.

In Ukraine, the process unfolded in real-time during the ongoing war. We worked through nightly bombings and air raid sirens—conditions that mirrored the children’s daily reality. Their participation was not abstract or distant; it was immediate, shaped by lived fear and constant disruption. Even as we built sets amidst the destruction, their lives were still unfolding within the war’s grip.

This body of work is, at its core, an anti-war statement. But more than that, it is a testimony to the psychological resilience of children who have had their childhoods interrupted, distorted, or erased by conflict. It aims to shift the viewer’s focus—from the visible devastation of war to its silent, long-lasting emotional toll.

This generation is suffering in ways many cannot fully comprehend. Children are being displaced, orphaned, and forced to live with the invisible weight of trauma. They are often the least responsible for war, and yet they carry its deepest scars. Through this project, I aim to use photography as a form of healing and expression—giving children a language for pain that often defies words.

The images are collaborative, not extractive. They center the child's perspective—reframing them not as passive victims but as co-authors of their own narratives. The therapeutic process is embedded into the visual language of the series, offering not just representation but recognition. Each photograph is a constructed act of reclamation: of story, of self, of the imagination’s enduring power even in the most shattered circumstances.

These moments—however fleeting—of joy, symbolism, or surreal logic reveal the deep humanity of children in war zones. They hold onto memories of those they've lost. They invent new worlds when the real one fails them. And in doing so, they remind us that even amidst destruction, the human spirit adapts, dreams, and survives.

This project invites the viewer to look beyond headlines and body counts—to see war not only as a geopolitical crisis, but as an emotional and psychological rupture in the lives of the young. How does a child rebuild meaning when everything around them is broken? What does survival look like?

By merging therapeutic dialogue with visual storytelling, this work offers a new way to witness conflict—one rooted in empathy, intimacy, and imagination. In a world that often silences or simplifies the experience of war’s youngest victims, this project seeks to amplify their emotional realities. It turns trauma into image, and image into a space where healing can begin.

Ultimately, this series is not about war itself—but about the human capacity to endure it. It is about how children survive through creation. How they build invisible worlds to hold onto something beautiful, even when the world outside offers none. It is about the architecture of the mind under siege, and the quiet, defiant spaces children carve out for themselves—where they are still whole, still powerful, still alive.

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THE EDGE OF THE EARTH. "When I'm at the edge of the Earth, I want to feelrelaxed, and for nobody to know where I am," saidMariana. In her mind, the edge of the Earth is filled with unicorns, ice cream, and bright colours. She also believes her friend Amira, "missing since the start of the war," is probably there. The shoot became emotional as reality set in that Amira was not actually returning.

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"I used to make paper boats with my father before he went to the frontline. The thought of it brings me peace," said Zviat. "I wish my whole family could be on the boat together." Sadly, Zviat's parents divorced following his father's PTSD from the war, making that part of the dream impossible to achieve. However, his sister holding his praying mantis, and their dog made it.

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A young girl stands alone, her gaze turned to where she longs to be. Displaced from Afrin, she remembers a home filled with the warmth of animals and the rhythm of familiar life. Now far from that world, she dreams of return.Inspired by The Wizard of Oz, this photograph reimagines the yellow brick road — not as a path to fantasy, but as the one that leads home.

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"The Antonov An-225 Mriya airplane gave me pride. It was made in Ukraine and flew over Maidan," said Kostya. "When the war began, the Russians destroyed our famous airplane. I cried a lot." Kostya imagines himself as a pilot who gets to fly it again. However, as time goes on, his dreams become "more practical, more like plans, not dreams, like economics." He has become accustomed to air raids.

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"My birthday coincided with the day of the earthquake. Amidst the rubble and chaos, that day is forever etched in my memory. The joy of a birthday mixed with the sadness and uncertainty of a tragedy that changed our lives." On February 6, 2023, a 7.8 magnitude earthquake struck southern Turkey and northern Syria, leaving destruction in a country already scarred by years of conflict.

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"I would like the war to stop," said Arina, who loves to paint flowers. "People are fighting for our country, parents are leaving, and kids are praying they'll come back," she added. Sadly, many will not return, and Arina wishes she could paint the war away with "big paintbrushes and bright, colorful flowers." She often retreats to an imagined field, wishing "Russia would no longer exist."

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PARIS LIGHTS. "I want dancing to be my livelihood, it helps me forget my problems and disconnect from fear," said Alice. She often daydreams of Paris lights, especially when "at a shelter waiting until the air raids stop," which she describes as better than being at home and "hearing everything. "When waking up to explosions in the night, she says: "I worried too much, now it's just normal."

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"There were once happy people in there, making beautiful memories. It pains me to see the destruction now... so much that will never come to be." This image captures the weight of memory not as nostalgia, but as quiet grief — for moments lived and futures lost. The girl does not just mourn what was destroyed; she mourns the memories that will never have the chance to exist.

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"I want to sail out of this mess."She dreams of escape, not into fantasy, but into safety — a place where she can carry her family, her memories, her future, untouched by war. This image captures a fragile yet powerful vision: the desire to float above devastation, to steer one’s life out of ruin and into possibility. A portrait of imagination as resistance, and of a dream that refuses to sink.

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"When the sirens go off, you have to grab some of your things and rush to the shelter, where I feel anxiety and fear. The fear feels like a monster is coming," said Zlata. When asked what she would need to face the fear, she replied, "pink flowers" and "a bear, a protector bear." We worked in a devastated area near her home, where local graffiti of Lena, a famous Ukrainian violinist, had appeared.

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LIGHTS, CAMERA, ESCAPE. He has never formally acted, but has memorized scenes he watches on a cracked phone screen. In a world of rubble, he rehearses for a future in film — not to escape reality, but to rewrite it.

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"I became an adult when the war started," said Anastasia. "Theatre is the place where I can show my emotions and be anything," she added. "I am angry and fed up about the war. I do not understand why we cannot live in peace in Ukraine for even 10 years!" In this image, we created her dream role, wearing red with a large sword to liberate her country while guarding her castle - which was attacked.

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Diana dreams of living in a pink castle, dressed like a princess "just like Barbie." But she also wants "security guards with big guns for protection, in case anyone attacks." Finding men in Ukraine who were not on the frontline proved nearly impossible, so we had to disguise her mother as one of them. Fortunately, I persuaded a military commander on break to step in as a "guard."

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THE BOY AND THE BENZ. We met when he was only 12, he showed up with grease on his hands and up his arms. He was already working fixing broken engines with hands too small for the tools — but his dreams are bigger than the rubble around him. One day, he says, he’ll own a Mercedes. For now, he builds hope one bolt at a time. I covered his wages to take a day off work to come out for this shoot.

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Ruslana lost her leg in a strike shortly after reaching the frontline as a volunteer for the Ukrainian Armed Forces. "I remember the smell of flesh, gunpowder, and smoke." After weeks of painful recovery, she began to "discover the beauty in life" and became a voice of strength in the war. Referencing Little Red Riding Hood and comparing soldiers to war pigs controlled by a master puppeteer.

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"War is like a skinny cat that hasn't eaten in ages," said Elizabeth. "I'd feed it and take it to the vet if it's sick." Referencing Alice in Wonderland, she dreams of loved ones gathering to share food with the "skinny cat." A mother with two daughters, who lost their home during an airstrike, graciously allowed us to shoot in their destroyed apartment. The smell was piercing.

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She doesn’t ask for much — just a seesaw and bubbles that catch the light as they rise and burst. In a place marked by loss, this young girl dreams not of escape, but of play. Of laughter lifted by the wind, and the gentle rhythm of going up and down, as if the world could still feel balanced.Surrounded by silence, she fills the air with bubbles: delicate, fleeting, joyful. "I just want to play."

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STITCHING THE FUTURE. With scissors in hand and a head full of sketches, she dreams beyond the dust. In a place torn by conflict, she pieces together beauty, one stitch at a time — designing not just clothes, but her future. Her younger sister is currently her model.