Et utvalg av lapper fra Tyrkia, Libanon, Hellas og Syria.
In the middle of the ocean, the boat sank, and fell into the depths, for everyone to see that I am finished .. If you overturn the painting you will see that now and after my fall has stripped this spirit of this unarmed slim body, to go freely in the sky, to see the light and fly in the air 
O sea , don’t cry and makes us cry! Swallow your tears , that tears hurt us… When do you know that waves are our home.. No country on the mainland shelter us. 
Life in some camps is very miserable . My student told me once » teacher, while we were in the camp , I missed to lean my back against a sofa . I was so tired 
About the refugee I talk, after a long journey at sea, I finally arrived to safety beach, I’m still fine, I still have dreams in my hand that will bloom again … It’s hope, I live it 
Everyone dies, blood flows in the streets, the little remains in the cradle alone, the blood cries out of the horror of the situation, then comes the birds of prey, and waits silently for the baby to breathe his breath and last, and pounce on him 
Syria children – My dream has crashed and disappeared 
Free the prisoners 
Is he dead or asleep? 
Homs is bleeding 
We will ba back (Damascus) 
Don`t destroy my future 
Palestina 
Torture of woman in prison 
The war burned my house and this is what was left from my childrens room 
Love 
I am like a plant, growing up and unaware of the impossible. Nothing can stop me 
Army is coming , threaten refugee tents, refugees 
My right is to work. The Syrians are not allowed to work in Lebanon. 
My bracelet, when I grew up I thought it was nice and for happiness, but when I grow up I unerstand its borders and no freedom 
vaske biler – selge lommetørklær 
Refugees
Syrians
I wish for peace in Syria and to see my family 
Afghani girl 
Every human is close to each other and everyone are born in the same good way. 
Lenge leve revolusjonen 
Fuck krigen
Foto: Marielle Kalldal (siste kaligrafi lapp nederst til høyre Foto: Camilla Dahl)