Let’s Talk Architecturally
Beirut is filled with images. Recurring images. Unavoidable. Stuck to buildings invaded with destruction. The image that seizes the scene is that of Hariri, standing up twenty meters tall… Stories intertwine with no separating distance. In Aley, a druze village in the heights of Lebanon, Darsi met a doll neighboring a garbage dump. She was 80 centimeters tall. Simultaneously pretty and ugly. As illusory as she seemed, her eyes were blue, their stillness almost diabolic. Her shoes pink, her hair transparent blond.