This is a documentation of the making and the development of the palm tree I made after my dad passed away. For the past 20 years or so, I was spending a lot of time with my dad in Dahshour, a small village outside of Cairo, where he built a small house. This village is filled with palm trees. I became a fan of palm trees and started taking pictures of them, even from before I became a photographer. 

So to stay sane after his passing I made a palm tree out of paper and turned it into a permanent installation in my studio. Though the palm tree has been up since September 2019, I had to move it up and down and watch the paper come off the wall. Up until this point I took it apart and put it back together twice already. I will keep documenting the changes as time goes by.

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