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Please Let Me Keep This Memory
Polaroids
I keep trying to see Cairo in color again, but it comes back to me in fragments. I think that is why I became so attached to Polaroid. There is something about it that feels very close to memory.
Imperfect, fragile, never completely there.
The city has changed so much that sometimes I feel like I am searching for it while I am still inside it. It keeps moving away from me and staying with me at the same time. These polaroids became my way of keeping small pieces of Cairo close.
I don’t think this project will ever really end. No matter how far I go or how much I try to leave it behind, some part of me is always there.
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