Angels at the entrance to hell
Someone asked what I’d like to have photographed during the war that I didn’t have a chance to. The first thing that came to my mind were the doctors – those working for 24 hours for more than 40 days. From the very first glance, they were exhausted, their hearts frozen. But deep inside, they were wounded with every wounded soldier and died with every dying soldier. The hospital of Stepanakert was like an entrance to hell, where the workers were angels. It was both the most dark and light-filled place. I regret I didn’t photograph more. It wasn't allowed, an order that came from “above”. I had a chance to take a few shots during those endless 40 something days.
So we have documented only a small part of the war. A small and allowed part. Tomorrow, some written text will trump visible proof and make us invisible. As always.
25.10.2021