It is important for me to keep a deep relationship with my home country. During each of my visits, I wander the roads aiming to reconnect with the surroundings. I like playing the street photographer and trying to freeze a portion of time by catching a smile, a meditation, a dreamy or a lost look. Wondering how time has passed by and how it continues to do so.
Traveling in Tunisia long and wide, I realize through the cities and through the different environments that, while time may leave bitterness to some, it may also be synonymous with hope to others. For many, time is a friend they no longer fear. Others ask for more than it has to offer. Then there is me, coming and going and constantly returning to my memories. I remain a spectator of a time that progresses in a different way.
