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Jean-Paul El Hachem, JPAG.

On a calm summer night, in his hometown of Beirut city, he took his tools, slammed the door and headed for the streets. He could feel his creativity trapped on his fingertips and needed to unleash his bottled up rage. Lost in the chaos of the capital, an intriguing yet inspiring whistling breeze caught his tormented senses. He followed the gentle wind to an abandoned warehouse that once belonged to the railway station, where the rustic metallic structure had become one with nature, creating an outsider’s space. Ecstatic by his discovery, he laid on the ground and started scribbling. Finally, and for the first time in forever, he felt at home.