Abu Ali's grandson sets unfinished vessels in the sun to dry. Around him is potential fuel and fuel debris from his family kiln (which is just beyond and around the corner). To the left are tires waiting for the fire. In the distance are piles of unburnable metal cords that have been pulled from the firebox. I did not see this kiln fired, nor would I want to. The smoke would be awful. Sadly, for those who live in lean places, environmental concerns take a back seat to the more pressing challenges of subsistence.
This family business is located in a Palestinian camp just outside Jericho.