From Revolution to War

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A revolution in Egypt had the potential to be the biggest news since the invasion of Iraq, and it didn't have to do with al Qaeda, the Israelis, or the Americans. Egyptians were taking to the streets to express their own views, their hopes and desires. I felt the region was on the cusp of a new era.

I arrived in Cairo in late January and made my way through a military cordon to Tahrir Square. I spotted one familiar face after another in the square; some friends and colleagues I hadn't seen in years. It seemed everyone was on the story. There was a sense of a grand reunion in the midst of this historic event. Some were bona fide friends, others were people I had crossed paths with for years in the most far-flung places, from earthquakes to wars, people with whom I had shared history. I was happy to be with my tribe.

Above, a wounded demonstrator lies on the ground in Tahrir Square.


My second day in Cairo, I stopped for lunch after spending the morning in Tahrir Square. Just as I was heading back out to shoot, a few friends and colleagues came into the hotel with injuries. I checked out the scene from my balcony. Crowds were moving like waves, rocks were flying in every direction, and gunfire was ringing out.

Demonstrators in Tahrir Square collect rocks in preparation for a battle with pro-Mubarak supporters.


Demonstrators sleep in front of army tanks next to the Egyptian Museum.


Above, anti-Mubarak demonstrators gather in Tahrir Square.


Most people went to Libya to photograph a revolution, not a war. But Libya being Libya and Qaddafi being Qaddafi, it was bound to get ugly. I'm not sure how any of us thought otherwise.

I arrived in the Libyan rebels' de facto capital, Benghazi, in February. Two days later, the rebels began heading west toward Tripoli. They were mostly young men with just a crash course in how to fire a gun. They didn't get very far. The exact location of the front line could be anywhere between the towns of Ajdabiya, Brega, and Ras Lanuf, and it changed day to day.

Here, suspected mercenaries are detained at a rebel checkpoint on the road between Benghazi and Tobruk.


Demonstrators pray in front of the courthouse in Benghazi.


On the walls of a building in a military compound, "We welcome you in the free land of Libya" is written.


A small group of rebel fighters travel west toward Ras Lanuf to fight on the front lines.


Mourners gather in Ajdabiya for the burial of those killed by Qaddafi's forces.


Above, destroyed vehicles line the road between Brega and Ras Lanuf.

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