Humanitarian Bazaar | feature
Humanitarian Bazaar produces creative projects focused on how people survive war and disaster.
humanitarian, aid, humanitarian aid, human rights, peace, peacebuilding, war, disaster, frontline, front line, war music, festival, music festival, conflict mitigation, counter-extremism, cve, countering violence extremism, protection, war survivors, survivors, war survivors advisory, gerstle, daniel gerstle, daniel j gerstle, waayaha cusub, mogadishu, mogadishu music, mogadishu music festival, afghan music, afghan music festival, live from mogadishu, thunder spiral, syrian metal, syrian metal is war, adeso africa, somalia, afghanistan, syria, bosnia, bascarsija, sudan, ukraine
92
archive,category,category-feature,category-92,wp-theme-borderland,eltd-core-1.0.3,ajax_fade,page_not_loaded,,borderland-ver-1.8.1,vertical_menu_background_opacity, vertical_menu_with_scroll,smooth_scroll,paspartu_enabled,paspartu_on_top_fixed,paspartu_on_bottom_fixed,grid_1300,wpb-js-composer js-comp-ver-7.9,vc_responsive
Bosnian war crimes investigation board, Sanski Most, Bosnia. Img: Daniel J. Gerstle.

FEATURE | Bosnia’s Quest for the Missing

December 2013  |  Written and photographed by Daniel J. Gerstle Special thanks to the International Center for Missing Persons, Missing Persons Institute of Bosnia, Konrad Adenauer Foundation, Jasmin Agović and Hikmet Karčić. Humanitarianbazaar.org    There is a thick brown box in my closet back...

LITERARY | Syria: Rock in a Hard Place

December 2013  |  By Daniel J Gerstle. Photos by Hazem Abdul Raouf and Haneen B Nasser  |  This story was originally published in Rolling Stone (Middle East), republished here with permission.  |  Humanitarianbazaar.org   I   "C'MON, SYRIA!" BASHAR HAROUN, the 28-year-old singer of heavy metal...

LITERARY | Things We Ate While Responding to Famine

September 2012  |  Archive  |  Written by Daniel J. Gerstle  Humanitarian Bazaar Magazine   When Ghani first piloted the Landcruiser off the Bosaso-Mogadishu Highway tarmac into the rocky desert where there were no roads, no people, I thought he might kill me.   That summer...