When people think of Paris, visions of the Eiffel Tower spring to mind. Sydney brings thoughts of the white, sail-like...

She chose to sketch this one. Out of the scratchy, wayward graphite lines, a human likeness emerged. A face wrapped in...

Every Wednesday in Fushë Kosovë, four women sit in a room adorned with the crayon drawings and school work of their...

She sat at the popular café, chewing on her coffee stirrer, as she recounted the past without a quiver of doubt in her...

Vera Remškar sat at the conference table in the white room of the FTK office. She looked wistfully out of the...

Blerim dug his lime green shoes into the matching colored mat, relaxed his shoulders and slowly exhaled. It gave him...

Three babies played on the floor, flashing silly grins and gleaming eyes. Three-year-old Aulona hopped around the room...

Zeke Çeku sat in the brightest room of hotel, enjoying the slits of sunlight that played across his face from the...

Shpresa Sefedini’s eyes light up when she smiles. And she smiles a lot—she smiles as she talks about her studies, her...

Kassandra paced back and forth in her new enclosure, her shoulders bulging with each padded step. She clawed at the...

Tucked away, just off one of the stone streets of Prizren, sits the DokuFest office.  The energy brewing in the...

Violeta Mulaj meticulously flipped through her portfolio booklet of handicrafts and tailoring works. An old sewing...

Among the countless cafés serving macchiato, and restaurants cooking traditional Kosovar dishes in Prishtina, a few...

Aurora was nine years old when her grandfather began making sexual advances toward her. She endured verbal harassment,...

In Pristina, street artists are creating paintings meant to motivate, inspire, and set a hopeful tone for the...

During his 12-hour shift, Adem complained about two things: the heat, and his pay. He watched over a parking lot from...