Masouleh

I tend to choose places that have been photographed many times, because being seen so often helps me see more in them: Masouleh, graveyards, the sea, and so on. The first time I entered Masouleh, a heap of other people’s photographs passed through my viewfinder: windowpanes, terraced rooftops and more. But in the end I managed to find my own view of this ancient village. I find a kind of poetry here, formed at times by people, at times by objects and sometimes by empty spaces.