Coffee. Timeless. Sensual.  dark, bitter brew which sustains us through the hours. It assails our senses, awakens our brains. The taste on our tongue, the aroma breathed deep. Prisms dance on the surface of its glowing embers. 

In Lebanon coffee is part of the fabric of life. From the dawn of day until the waning of the moon it is the symphony for the hours. Drunk slowly, never gulped, words said - or not - between the sips, it transcends time.

Qahwa began as a film project comprising separate stories linked by coffee. But, over time, it has metamorphosed, been left on the shelf, and now it has reemerged as something quite different. It examines the concept of coffee as the glue of social interaction, of society, of melting boundaries of difference.  Everyone, no matter rich or poor, Christian or Muslim, employer or migrant worker, drinks coffee. 
The photographs are of actual cups drunk, or being drunk, or in the process of brewing. An ongoing project, they are snapshots of a moment, a moment that never stops. No matter what time of time or night, someone, somewhere is drinking a cup of coffee.