Mention honorable dans la catégorie « Photojournalism »

1999. I was seventeen.

Belgrade was under NATO bombardment.

These photographs were taken inside, behind closed doors.

The peephole became a threshold — between safety and chaos, fear and curiosity —

but the series extends beyond it: faces, bodies, gestures, confined spaces.

I did not photograph destruction.

I photographed waiting, silence, and the psychological landscape of those years.

A testimony from the inside.