dushanbe, Gharm, greater Rasht Valley

Taking photos in Tajikistan was a sensitive endeavor. It was only after many days of being together, -breaking bread, building houses, and laughing…a lot, the people I spent time with got comfortable with the idea of the camera. While I didn’t come away with my usual cache of photographic memories, the ones I have are priceless to me. IT was during this trip I realized intimately engaging with different cultures and COMMUNITIES was something I had to do, as often as possible, for the rest of my life.