In Al Madam, a forgotten neighborhood lies half-consumed by the desert, where houses are slowly swallowed by shifting dunes. Since the day the village was abandoned, sand and silence have become its true inhabitants. Through my lens, the ruins do not stand alone, they are alive with fairies, ethereal presences weaving between doorways, drifting with the desert winds, and resting in rooms where time has stopped.
This series captures not only the architecture buried under layers of sand but also the fragile dialogue between nature’s reclamation and human memory. The fairies are both guardians and storytellers, carrying whispers of lives once lived, while the desert writes its own endless story upon the walls and thresholds of Al Madam.
