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Photokina - Lebanon

The first phenomenon of its kind that Lebanon is witnessing in the middle of this month is the achievement of what we dreamed of, and every photographer dreams of by establishing “councils.”
New photographic materials are presented.
At the level of each country separately or at the level of Arab countries in general, and this is what we hope.
It should be said that there is an audio-visual exhibition whose organizers were keen to invite “the art of photography” to participate in it, offering us - thankfully - all possible facilities.
They also made sure to inform us of all the details of the exhibition, even the small ones, because of their belief in the role and importance of “the art of photography”, so that it is true to say that the organizers of the exhibition are seeking “Photokina”.
But Lebanese, i.e. a mini exhibition of Photokina, due to the design and arrangement of this activity.
For our part, we will always be fans of holding such phenomena because, in our opinion, they are an extension of our goal.
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Flash Mazen Sadat
Damascus
to my love ...

When I knew you, I knew that for my life
Down to earth..and I realized when
I looked in your eyes that beauty has a meaning.
The more I love you, the more I love you
For my camera because your love
The telescope of happiness through which I find everything
Around me beautiful and beautiful.. and when I love you
I know where to find beauty in nature.
I know the joy of life and the splendor of the image.
I also know the meaning of pain.
I love you is a word whose letters were collected from
An alphabet that humans did not know.
I love you shout you wrote on the hills
Moon and tree branches
I love you a hurricane roaming the world.
Thunder pierces human ears.
I love you passion, Tarbha wind
And wet with rain water.
I love you olive trees on the clouds
I planted it on the stone.
Your passion is a predatory beast. I would love to
It devours me.. it crushes me.. and that
swallow me
Your love is water of torment whenever you drink it
I became thirsty... and flames spread from the fire
It hugs my heart and makes me ignite.
Your love is a big sea that exceeds the seas of the earth
And stretched towards the sky and from there to
The edges of the universe.. I want to survive it
I can only find the bottom.
Your love is a deadly disease that has affected every cell
In my body and we add it.. I'm looking for him
Medicine, I do not find anything that heals him except that I love you
more and more .
Impressed to see the sea raging has gone crazy
And I don't think he has seen your eyes or glimpsed
The redness of your cheeks.
The look of your eyes is a ray that extends from the world of beauty, so it steals me and throws me the most beautiful
minimum.
You are the sun in the world of beauty.
Without you, I see nothing...but
The sun sets at sunset and your beauty
Never miss.
Beauty and pleasure, becoming existence
If only my problem was that I adore
Your beauty or the splendor of your eyes I would have plucked out
My eyes became free, but you transcended
and life.
You are part of my being and myself..
And your love is part of the cells of my body.
I do not ask in this world but that
Be with me next to my camera
Paper and pen...these things
My existence.. and my message.. and I only ask
to die in your love..
And in your eyes drowned⏹