There are only a handful of different types of weather in Bahrain—hot, not so hot, and dusty. This day was a dusty day. It’s not just the sky that turns a boring shade of grey—everything does. Everything at the Bahrain International Circuit is grey or […]
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Bahrain in Photos: Dust
Dust storms aren’t uncommon in Bahrain. Far from a weekly, or even monthly occurrence. But I’ve got used to seeing “widespread dust” as a weather forecast on my phone. They can last an entire day, or be burned up in the midday sun. Sometimes the […]
The day before the night
Taken just three hours before the photo I shared previously, facing a similar direction, you can see what a fairly light dust storm (or Haboob) looks like in Bahrain. The buildings fade into the distance. The colour palette is totally muted. Even those almost bright […]
I call this one the cylon
It shouldn’t be too hard to understand why I call this photo “the cylon”. If you don’t get it, let me Google that for you. When the dust rolled in, in Bahrain, by the time the sunset it’d usually be rolling out. And then at […]
December 2018 | Manama, Bahrain
Just like any other morning. With a veil of haze floating in the air. I can’t remember whether the haze was fog or dust. Whichever it was, it’s an atmosphere I love to capture.
January 2019 | Manama, Bahrain
Fade to black. On a hazy, mysterious, dusty night. The horizon fades to nothing on days when the weather report is “widespread blowing dust”. These sorts of days drive me, equally, to want to huddle under blanket and wait til everything “blows” over and get […]
January 2019 | Manama, Bahrain
It’s not just noise. It’s dust. Thick and heavy in the air. It makes the landscape look like something from another planet. Or possibly another time. In this case, definitely another planet. From the roof of the building, it looks like this scene was from […]
January 2019 | Manama, Bahrain
A dust storm blew in on this day. From out of nowhere, the sky turned orange. I looked up from my laptop during the day, and it was as if someone was shining a very bright orange light through the window. At night, all the […]
Shamal of a Weekend
The weekend has been shrouded in dust driven by one hell of a shamal. The wind was blowing so strongly on Saturday morning, the whistling it created through the balcony doors actually woke me up. My living room sounded like it was possessed. It’s a […]