I grew up in a small suburb close to Montreal where it was very white and traditionally Catholic. At school, we learnt about Catholicism (but only a little) and in my teenage years, it changed to some even more vague “religious ethics” classes.
Fortunately, I left my little bubble to go to university in downtown Montreal where I was immersed and confronted by a lot more diversity than I thought existed, right there, in my own country. I met a lot of people with different nationalities, speaking different languages and adhering to different religions. From those meetings, I was then asked to take some photographs for the Islamic Awareness Week at McGill University.
Not knowing a thing about Islam (or maybe knowing too much from reading newspapers), I decided to volunteer my camera to become aware myself of this religion that everyone was talking about – and not always with a good press. Through the project, I met two women who very kindly allowed me to follow them in prayer to try to capture a glimpse of the spirituality they related to.
What I found was transcendental, and not at all what the media prepared me to see. I photographed peace, commitment, enlightenment and friendship. I photographed what Islam was about for these two women, and I believe they were better because of it.
“I find shelter in this way,” they said, and here are the proofs of their inner peace.