Unseen portraits / by Dawn Webb

I am sitting on a lot of work taken during my time as an Army photographer.  A majority of this work dates back to 2009 when I was shooting out in Afghanistan.
My work was for archival purposes as well as news for global press agencies.

A lot of my work never got sent out as it wasn't deemed "newsworthy enough" however it still has a special place for me.

I made these images as a record of my trips away, these were the images I found myself exposed to daily.  It was my calling to record such events, yet so many haven't seen them until here on my blog.

I couldn't write a truer statement :    “Above all, I craved to seize the whole essence, in the confines of one single photograph, of some situation that was in the process of unrolling itself before my eyes.” – Henri Cartier-Bresson 


One day I hope to exhibit my work to each and all, get my images set down on print and bring them to life and show them off in the way they deserve.

Not to provoke a reaction more to allow people to see my work in the light I intended when I sat there and made them all those years ago.

If anyone would like to help and sponsor me all offers will be gratefully received.


and another fantastic quote from the great man himself that sums up the emotion in all of my images.


“Memory is very important, the memory of each photo taken, flowing at the same speed as the event. During the work, you have to be sure that you haven’t left any holes, that you’ve captured everything, because afterwards it will be too late.” – Henri Cartier-Bresson 


Please enjoy my unseen images.






 This was a young girl brought in after reports claimed she was caught in crossfire and was hit by a piece of shrapnel, it couldn't be proved yet she still needed vital treatment from her injuries sustained.
What grabbed me was her innocence and vulnerability - coming into a British military base surrounded by western people must have left her feeling scared. We were alien to her, yet she sat there eyes glazed with that striking white plaster upon her face I couldn't help but make the image.



This image happened purely based on my curiosity of what this room was.  This room was used for the senior members of the Afghan National Policemen to carry out sexual acts on junior members - often called the "jiggy jiggy room"
You can see the young boy peering in on the other side - is this a room he would dread?  The blanket and pillow on the floor leads me to think this was preferred to the bed, the blood on the walls leaves a bitter taste in my mouth and the cloth hanging up is used as a curtain to block the view from the outside world.