Serge Najjar writes with lines and plays with shadows. [...] For me, some images evoke the utopia of the architects of the Enlightenment era, who had dreamt of them but never achieved them. Had they been photographers, they would have been compelled to compose with reality. Receptive to the variations of Time, Serge has not drawn on a memory of Beirut, no pictures of old stones but homed in on the realities of a changing city.

[...] There was the Beirut of childhood dreams inside bomb shelters, then the city he fled due to the fighting, then finally the building sites of reconstruction. The discovery of his city would go on to establish his need to write with the light and to triumph over darkness.