A photo series of my grandmother’s house in Amman.
A study of Zaha Hadid's designs, which inadvertently turned into a study of the female body, and the way in which the two work together.
The fact that I lived in a time where Zaha existed makes me content with my own battles as an Arab woman, not only because she’s made it significantly easier for us, but because I got the chance to witness the possibilities of what could be.
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