After The Fire: WAR

Nights Without Beds

Vudi Xhymshiti — Sat, 08 Nov 2025 10:31:37 GMT

I arrived in Kyiv in early June, the air warm with the kind of summer that should have meant open windows and evenings on balconies. Instead, the city breathed in held breaths. I had come back many t…

The Sound That Split the Morning

Vudi Xhymshiti — Fri, 07 Nov 2025 23:42:56 GMT

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I have lived two decades in the long shadow of other people’s endings. And I have learned that war does not end when the guns fall silent. It lingers. It lingers in the way a person lifts a cup with …

Born Into Conflict, Driven to Document It

Vudi Xhymshiti — Fri, 07 Apr 2023 11:49:00 GMT

At the tender age of eleven, I picked up my first camera in 1997, amid the brutal war that ravaged Kosovo. Little did I know that this simple act would be the beginning of a lifelong journey that would take me to the frontlines of some of the world’s most devastating conflicts.

As I grew older, I witnessed firsthand the horrors of war and the atrocities committed against ethnic Albanians by the Serbian armed forces of Yugoslavia in Kosovo. It was a time of unspeakable violence and suffering, but it was also a time that gave me the opportunity and privilege to document history in the making.

“But with this privilege comes a great responsibility. As a war photographer, I am tasked with telling the stories of those who cannot tell their own, of bearing witness to the darkest moments of human history.” — Vudi Xhymshiti