I was told that Ibrahim is not the kind of person to smile often since he’s spent the past 19 years singing sad songs around the Medina. The language barrier prevented us from chatting, but I got to listen to him sing and twirl his tassel to the beat of the song he was plucking from his gimbri.

I have a lot of complicated feelings about selling this photograph, and I’m happy to chat through them with you if you are interested in this piece.

Edition of 2 Size 10x14

(I own the other print already, so you would be the only one to own this one)