Straatgezicht met begrafenisstoet in Caïro 1895 - 1910

This image of a Cairo street with a funeral procession, from an unknown date and artist, unfolds before us like a dream. I can almost smell the dust and feel the heat radiating off those ochre-colored buildings. I wonder about the person who captured this scene. Were they an outsider looking in, or someone deeply embedded in this community? Either way, it’s clear they were drawn to the rhythm of daily life. The way they framed the photo, with the mourners moving towards a distant point, really pulls you in. It's like they are not just documenting, but trying to feel the weight of that moment, trying to capture a universal feeling about life and death. You can almost hear the murmurs of prayer, the soft shuffle of feet on the dusty ground. It reminds me that art, in any form, is a conversation across time, about what it means to be human. We are all just trying to make sense of the mess.