This is a photo I have felt has a lot of unrealized potential.  I took this at the Deheisheh refugee camp near Bethlehem in June 2011.  I took several pictures of kids who were curious about our presence, but did not seem interested in being objects of my curiosity.  This photo is really more innocent than it appears: even in a refugee camp, they were happy, playful kids.  

But there was something about the way they look in this photo that speaks to their plight.  By now they are the third or fourth generation to have grown up in this camp, formed after the "Nakba" (catastrophe) in 1948.  If they leave the camp in hope of a more prosperous future, they lose the right to return to their homeland if a peace accord is ever signed.  They are trapped between the past and the future, as are their parents and grandparents.  

Until now I had rendered this photo as a stark, contrasty black & white.  Today I looked at it again as I took it, without modification or enhancement. It seems to speak clearly just as it is.