Some are prisoners of plastic cubes. Others are drowning in cellophane. Some bear warlike swords high over their heads. Others bend shyly in the shadow of concrete buildings yet to be finished.
Some are taken care of daily, decorated with flowers and entertained with lights and music. Others wait in a remote corner for neighbours to pass by and cross themselves with a respectful nod.
Saints and altars are without a doubt the main feature of Sioufi’s streets, a quiet neighbourhood in Eastern Beirut whose walls are covered with crosses and whose houses shelter strings of religious ornaments. This series of snapshots was taken while wandering the streets of Sioufi.