One of the most personal moments while photographing in Rwanda arrived in quite simple form: a clay home. It reminded me of my great-grandparents’ house in Bulgaria, similarly constructed from clay, mixed with sticks and stones. It was a rural architecture work of art, even if one I could easily scratch my signature into. It is no longer standing, and I only wish a camera phone could have arrived sooner to capture its texture and originality.

As I ran my fingers across the soft, rich surface of this Rwandan home, I wondered what other child – this time, across time and geography – might have recently done the same.

– Yana Paskova

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