One day a huge sandstorm swept across Baghdad and the fine dust in the air turned everything bright yellow and orange. This is one of the few pictures I was able to take in public on the streets of Baghdad between 2005 and 2006. During this time kidnappings and beheadings of foreigners forced the few western journalists that remained in Iraq to travel with armed Iraqi escorts and cautiously plan every trip ahead of time.
Sandstorm days in Baghdad always feel a bit like blizzard days in New York City. Everything moves a bit more slowly, many shops are closed and traffic almost comes to a halt. In an odd way the city feels safer for a few hours while the storm lasts, as if the normal rules don’t apply.
Christoph Bangert, photographer
(i love it when photographers write a lil something about what happ when they took the photo)
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