Amman Places / Faces: Rafik Majzoub & Linda Al Khoury

Photos of Amman by RAFIK MAJZOUB and LINDA AL KHOURY

 

Rafik Majzoub

Telephone or satellite reciever on top of building

 

Sheep farmer sits by herd

 

Low angle of a herd of sheep next to high rise buildings

 

Construction on a new building

 

Two people hang laundry from a balcony

 

Tower lit up at night

 



Linda Al Khoury

Man sits in front of storefront

 

Man with large moustache reflecting over a metal countertop

 

Man looks solemn in an open concrete building

 

Man stands in front of a wall of tools

 

Man sits in front of a chalkboard

 

Partially collapsed house

 

A crane looms behind a tall building

 

City skyline of Amman

 

 

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Rafik Majzoub was born in 1971 in Amman. He is a self-taught painter, graphic artist, and occasional photographer who considers himself an “outsider artist,” focusing on the human condition, but also on the quest for the self. He currently lives and works in Marseille, France.

Linda Al Khoury was born in Amman in 1979 and began taking pictures at the age of thirteen. In 1998, she took her first course in black and white photography, followed by special studies in 2002 at The Saint Spirit University in Lebanon. She has been teaching photography since 2005, and works as a professional photographer in addition to her personal documentary projects.

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Amman Places / Faces: Rafik Majzoub & Linda Al Khoury

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